Lovers' Dead Paradise

Lovers' Dead Paradise

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I no longer seek to find love, I've found my pain and... I'd rather feel pain for eternity than feel nothing until I lose someone else. I'd go as far to say that my life has no meaning but my children would disagree with that answer, you see I don't remember her the way I thought I would; a sweet young women who was lost due to medical problems in her childs birth but rather as the beautiful women I lay in bed with, the women that I gave everything I had just simply because.... I loved her... No love story expresses the pain i felt when- when I watched her die in my arms saying that she'd had the best life because she got to experience it with me. But really I gave the worst life for a beautiful person like her.....Like she was. Special information- Instead of this book being told through the eyes of Faith and Dimitri its through the eyes of Levin. Author Note- 'Lovers Dead Paradise' is a sequel to 'Our Beautiful Hope' I strongly recommend reading it before you begin to read 'Lovers Dead Paradise'. As said in the description of the first book {All rights reserved- this is an original story along with characters, pictures used belong to the rightful owners, cover art work by Natasha Henderson (Tasha2306) Thank you}
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❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

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