Hidden Worlds

Hidden Worlds

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Saphir Igneous has been an enigma on Yllana's life ever since he was brought upon by a dare. He is perplexing and as cold as ice with an indifferent treatment to everything. Yllana should hate him. He was among those who took her from the protective bubble her friends and family have surrounded her. But somehow she held an overwhelming attraction to him. She yearned to look in his deep grey eyes and discover the secrets that they held, to break the barrier he had cast upon himself, and to feel the electric sparks whenever they touch. But can two warring worlds meet in the middle? What would come out of this deadly love?
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"Adira, how did you get in?" He started. Holding up a silver object she waved it about and placed it on a coffee table, he remembered the spare key that was hidden under the doormat. "Well I'm glad we were finally able to find you, Leyana has been going crazy trying to find you, we know you couldn't have gone far without turning back so we waited." Again he met silence, no words coming from her side of the room, her face looked tortured, her corneas were red with blood vessels irritated and the area around her eyes were damp and tired. She tried her best to appear everything except emotional but she failed miserably, when she looked him in the eyes he almost shivered from the ferocity held in the honeyed orbs. When she fell onto the couch he knew something was wrong. Crossing the space between them in a matter of seconds and kneeling in front of her he rested a hand on her quivering thigh. "Adira, what's wrong? Has something happened?" The far away look told him he was dealing with something that he had no idea how to, she couldn't focus on him, she didn't even meet his eyes. She simply looked forward and swallowed the bile of emotion rising in her throat. Cupping her cheeks in his hand he made her look at him, glassy eyes barely made their way to him until she snapped onto his vision, focused emotions intensified on the dark blue eyes that filled with concern. "What am I Kalmin?" A tortured whisper of a voice. ___ Adira Levrin was born Lord of the (Secret) Society of the Southern states of America. Before her sixteenth birthday she was shipped off to England to wed Lord Magnar in order to shelter her from a fast approaching fate. She is expected to return home after two weeks but Magnar decides he wants to marry her right then and there. The night before the wedding she is kidnapped by an unknown and mysterious person which leads to an international manhunt for one, very important girl.

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