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Dembero

Dembero

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Fantasy
Since I was little, I knew I was a Dembero. The first time it showed was when I was five and my doll was hanging in the air above my head. My mother forbid me to ever do what I did again with fear in her eyes. Her warning scared me so much, that the power I had was almost forgotten until the day guards came for me. I had thought the power I used that day was just a dream until fear and anger brought it out again. The king wants all of my kind dead and I am now his next execution. I must somehow use this gift that brought me here to escape but I can't do that without help and what if that help turns out to be very close to one that wants me dead.
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I ran as fast as I could. " you can't run away from me forever sweetheart, you are mine." He said, " what do you want from me?" I screamed at the top of my voice. I was frightened. "Isn't it obvious by now?" He asked but it was more of a statement. Suddenly, he was in front of me making me stop abruptly. He placed his hand on my face, and his fingers pierced into my skin, drawing out blood, I winced in pain. He brought his face close to mine. "You, I want you, Deva," Following that, he disappeared into thin air. My eyes flew open. My breathing was faster than usual. I had been dreaming. "It's him... Again" I whispered. "He's the one turning my dreams into nightmares." He's been doing this since the day I turned 15. I'm Deva Devona, a 20-year-old princess and the only daughter of Queen Devina. I grew up without the love of a mother. My Mother, Queen Devina, is a very powerful witch whose only worry is her kingdom. She's very powerful so she's feared by many including werewolves, vampires, and demons. Demons... Excluding the man who has been tormenting me in my dreams, even my mother fears him which means whoever he is, he's a mighty being. Little things I could gather of him told me he was indeed a very powerful person. The most powerful person in the world.

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