the midnight sun

the midnight sun

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Since none of you next generation people have read the Secret Series or Bad Magic by Pseudonymous Bosch, I'm introducing my two favorite characters of all time to you. You're welcome to ask questions, rp and hang out, and fellow secret series fans, if you're out there, you know who they are! Disclaimer: I would be a God if I owned Luciano and Antoinette, but sadly, I am mortal. They both belong to PB. Peace out, yo!
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"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐚𝐦?" "𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." ... Antoinette Santil has spent the past nineteen years of her life concealed from the reality of the real world. Her day-to-day routine consisted of ballet practice, bookstore, and gardening. Even though the ballerina was aware of her monotonous lifestyle, she never had the urge to divulge the actuality of her life, That is, until she got wrapped up into Micheal Benedict's hurricane. His past three years were spent inside the New York federal prison and after being released the only thing Micheal Benedict wanted was to be alone. That was until he encountered the same doe-eyed girl that his entire family has forbidden him from even speaking to his entire life. Despite them being polar opposites and prohibited from being around each other, the two find themselves extremely intrigued by one another. But it doesn't take them long to find out exactly why their families didn't want them engaging with each other... But without rain, there's no flowers.

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