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The Glamour Killer

Leituras 116
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Capítulos 13
Tempo 38m

Leituras 116
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Capítulos 13
Tempo 38m

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Light become dark, sweet become sour. A bloom of a flower burnt with flare of fire. An innocent birth ruined with devilish greed core with vengence.Revenge with sweet wild coaster trill.A valorous mark, make a vigilant silence one wrong move a clash of domino fall out into places.One gaze of glare fell for a deeply snare spell. Relent with desire, dive in with contemplation,woolgather with aim, tempted them with slavery and victorious reign shall rain all over.Thirst for blood of righteousness hear thy plead of a pauper soul make it worthy under your prosperous indulgence.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Princess Serena felt she was doomed to live a dreary, protected existence in the palace that she was prepared to end. Even once she inherits the title of Queen, the kingdom of Eden would never cease to protect its flower. Her fear of living a dull life ate at her until her tempting first love, Caius, renters it. He vows to free her of her sorrows with a promise of magic, adventure, and passion. She thought he would bring her the excitement she had been looking for, but joining her deadly infatuation would wilt Eden's flower to the brink of agony. ------------------------------------------------------------------- When he turned his ear to me, I noticed that I could see the right side of his mouth. I've used it as a substitute for eye contact. When he smirked just now, I felt myself tremble. "There's a corpse of my creation at my feet Serena. What makes you think I'm devout to religion?" That explains his willingness to sin. "You're a virtuous woman for keeping to your vows, but I am by no means a virtuous man." His intent to court me is not pure. It's certainly from his heart, but his cause is not only for my love. There's something that he must prove to me now... Whether his will is enough to turn me against my virtues. With each passing day I'm growing more weary that it might be. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Cover art by Erika De Luca on ArtStation This story if the first of a series Word Count: 147,000 Please read the introduction for triggers! Thanks for giving this story a try :)

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