Fate's Identity

Fate's Identity

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WpMetadataReadMaduroConcluída sáb, jul 11, 202018h 22min
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Fifth Harmony
I will always be with you At least that was what he told me. From simple to cruelty, I always thought he would never leave me. He told me...many, many times. In the end, he did. Breathless and scare. My soul has been taken out of my body, and I stayed put and waited. There's nothing left of me. In this house, memories of heartbreak and endless torment captured its essence. The house was the beginning of it and the ending. The cruelty that everyone around him brought me. I couldn't fight and win. In my entire life, I always stayed put and in my comfort zone. I didn't like drama, and I always try to be optimistic in situations where things were doom to fall and crash. Why did I think that this is any different? (A beautiful, tragic, dark and deep love story)
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Fate. Everyone swears it's beautiful. That the goddess knows best. That when she hands you a mate, it's the perfect match, written in the stars. Sounds sweet, right? Yeah, tell that to me-an omega who's spent his whole life being treated like trash by the pack that should've been my family. My father, the almighty Alpha of the BloodRose Shadows, made sure I knew what disappointment looked like before he walked out. My mom stayed, but that didn't stop the whispers, the stares, the hands that shoved me lower every chance they got. Around here, "omega" just means servant. Disposable. Forgettable. Now the clock's ticking. In two days, I turn eighteen. In two days, the goddess will chain me to someone for the rest of my life. My mate. My "perfect other half." Can you feel the excitement? Yeah, me neither. This is my story-of fate's cruel joke, of blood that never protected me, and of the bond I never asked for. Because destiny doesn't always save you. Sometimes, it just breaks you. WARNING!! Mentions of Abuse SH Homophobia Smut BxB

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