Unhingedml Stories

At seven, Eveline Ashen lost her parents, their love, and the fragile safety of her childhood. But death left her with something no one could see-a power she never wanted, a curse she thought would consume her: the ability to see the dead. She carried it in silence, alone, until twelve, when a lonely spirit found her and became her first, impossible love. For years, he was her secret, her sanctuary, the only warmth in a world that had abandoned her. And then, at seventeen, he vanished. The gift that had once given her comfort now turned cruel, leaving her heart raw, her mind shattered, and her world teetering on the edge. Some powers are not meant to be controlled, some loves are never truly gone... and some secrets are darker than death itself. But when the lines between the living and the dead blur, Eveline will discover that losing him was only the beginning.

"Even if you despise me at the very end, I would gladly be the cause of the loss of hundreds- no a whole country if it meant you staying by my side eternally. I would use this very hand and shed blood over and over again if it meant getting rid of the very obstacle in your live. So don't make it harder for all of us, accept that you love this killer. And vow to me that you will be only mine till world caves in" Aziel pledged to her while he planted a long overdue kiss as he held her cold hands in his warm ones, Keeping his passion overflowing burning gaze fixated in her glossy ones. And she knows, that there was no escaping anymore, she can only succumb to the dark void that he was. . TRUE LOVE that's what she was to him and she loved him. All his life he has never met a woman like her, he'd always perceived it as unrealistic to truly, unconditionally, delicately love a person. He loves her with all he is. But the love she gave him, filled with tenderness and warmth, was also taken away by her when she decided to leave, to disappear without a single trace he can follow. With time, he believed the emotions that he felt for her will disappear, the yearning and longing he felt within the very root of his heart, slowly tatter as time flows severing the connection he strongly held onto. He tried to forget about her, to dye the blue thread of destiny red, over and over again. Nothing is constant but change. And so is his love now dyed black. With years apart, time and change has built and destroyed unspoken connections. Meeting again, will they still be able to relieve the time when they believe they were the happiest?