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As Estrelas Nunca Se Apagam

As Estrelas Nunca Se Apagam

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WpMetadataReadTerminé mer., déc. 27, 2017<5 mins
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"You'd probably think I was psychotic (If you knew)" Violetta, uma mulher sonhadora que facilmente se encanta com o céu, embarca em uma longa noite junto com um Cavalheiro de tirar o fôlego. - Conto participante do Desafio de contos do Projeto Playlist - Capa feita pela incrível moça @leti_gv
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓. Book 2 in "Dark Fate" series. "Obsession is like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path even friendships and boundaries." • ✧ • Vivaan Grover is my boyfriend. He still is. But sometimes love doesn't feel like love anymore. It used to be simple - him and me against the world. Until the world turned into shadows and silence. Until the messages began, the gifts I never asked for, the voice that never spoke but somehow followed me everywhere. My stalker didn't just watch me... he haunted me. And when that wasn't enough, he made me choose - him or Vivaan. He never laid a finger on me. He didn't need to. Fear does its job when it's patient. I broke the heart I swore I'd never touch. And the moment I did, the stalker disappeared... like he was never there at all. And somehow, Vivaan and I found our way back to each other. But everything had changed. He held me, but his arms no longer felt like home. Не kissed me, but there was distance in every touch, a silence between our bodies that no words could fill. He was with me... but he wasn't with me. And just when I thought I'd finally breathe again, Kian Albrecht walked into my life. My brother's best friend. His presence is like smoke and fire, impossible to ignore, dangerous to inhale. He doesn't ask. He claims. He doesn't knock. He breaks through. And when his eyes fall on me, I feel it deep in my bones - I'm not safe, not from him... not from what he awakens in me. Now, I'm unraveling. My stalker is watching again. Vivaan is slipping away. And Kian-he's not a savior. He's a storm dressed in obsession, and somehow, I'm standing in the center of it, unable to move, unable to run. This isn't a love story. This is a warning. And I think I'm already too late to save myself.

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