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Vincent x Reader
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    Time 2h 48m
Ongoing, First published Mar 31, 2017
Mature
"Fate....a word so cruelly misused....Destiny....a word abused for it's meaning....Love....a word so passionate, but so full of lies...." he looked to you, his grey eyes turning violet, "although these words are so simple....but powerful....These words have kept me here....alive....by your side."
  
  
  Times are getting hard for Y/N with this new found information about this cold-hearted and mysterious man. The pieces weren't coming together clearly enough for your worried mind but there is one thing you knew for sure: This was destiny. As more pieces of this twisted story unravel, your feelings for the mysterious man go from sour to sweet, unwanted to desired, from wanting him gone to needing him to stay....but as other matters demand your attention there's one things poking at you the most.
He isn't a normal  human...
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