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Serendipity's Quest [ONGOING]
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Last published Sat, May 5, 2018
p l a n n e d D E C. 2017
This story is in Serendipity King's perspective, do NOT worry.
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The faint verses of a song in the radio faintly trailed off until nothing else was heard other than Serendipity's deep breaths. He glanced over at her, to check if she looked comfortable enough, but the way that her neck bent showed otherwise.
He sighed and ran a set of calloused fingers through the locks of his tousled brown hair. Cameron has had a lot of challenging events happen to him throughout the years, a few resonated the cause of her mother's death and the rest is just sudden abuse from his step-mother.
But the moment that he set his deep green eyes into her brown ones, he was awestruck. He felt as if she would be able to show him the capability of his strength, that he was much stronger than that. The capability of growing faith, faith for patience and reassurance.
Maybe, just maybe, Cameron was Serendipity's Quest.
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Serendipity King is the untamed Princess of England.
A princess of rebel and unashamed Misbehaviour.
Misbehaviour that leads her in the most unexpected place.
The Unexpected place be the infamous Los Angeles, a specific pair of green eyes follows her actions.
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