Green rose

Green rose

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
~~~ Mrok i światło Ogień i woda Czarny i biały Hałas i cisza ~~~ Dwa kompletnie różne światy, dwa odmienne charaktery. Czy dwójkę wrogów może połączyć prawdziwe i szczere uczucie? ~~~ Rosemary Rendich rozpoczyna ostatni rok nauki w Szkole Magii i Czarodziejstwa Hogwart. Przyjemność sprawia jej pomoc innym, niesienie dobra. Nie jest taka jak każdy uczeń z domu węża, nie pasuje do Slytherinu. Można by powiedzieć, że trafiła tam kompletnie z przypadku. Pasjonuje się zielarstwem, od zawsze ciekawiło ją wszystko co z związane magicznymi jak i zwykłymi roślinami. Dziewczyna nie wiedząc czemu, zwraca uwagę wrogiego jej Ślizgona, fretkowatego Ślizgona. Tak, dramat murowany. ~~~ Nigdy nie było łatwo, los płatał im figle. Mimo bezwzględnej wojny, która ich rozdzieli nieodwracalnie, znów będą razem, razem na zawsze. * Wszystkie prawa autorskie należą do kjgranger * Okładkę wykonała @Nakkattee
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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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