ThE MuRDeR SPiRaL

ThE MuRDeR SPiRaL

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Cela tourne irrémédiablement à la chute brutale de l'espoir le jour où le noir et le blanc se sont croisés ,le bien et le mal perdent leur équilibre. Des forces obscures gravées dans un coeur,le néant dans un deuxième coeur. SIMONE VALEY a sa vie ,bien qu'un passé troublant la lui a pris pour le plus grand,elle réussissait enfin à s'en sortir avec celui qu'elle croyait son grand amour. En surplus de leurs mésententes,un autre gros problème s'immisce entre Simone et Ned,et brise non seulement ses rêves d'avenir mais aussi son existence entière. Le mal s'introduit en elle et la fait découvrir le pouvoir qui se cachait sous ses origines. Des inconnus se mettent alors sur sa piste. Exclu le nouveau mouvement que suit de nouveau sa vie,Ce mal a un nom. NATHALIE THONIER. La seule qu'elle ne peut envisager de toucher ,elle ne peut pas s'en débarrasser,parce-que cette femme ... Cest ELLE. Son coeur est de néant,celui de Thonier de noirceur, entièrement emplie d'instinct meurtrier,d'envies néfastes et surtout de son rêve à elle : la destruction
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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