Cinder Ella (boy x boy)

Cinder Ella (boy x boy)

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Cinder Ella a sixteen year old male teen is a emotionally timid peasant boy, with his silky blonde hair cascading down his back, his eyes the bluest blue, fair skin which made his rose succulent lips popped, made him a heart throb for the kingdom of Xania. Living practically as their maid instead of family. At the royal palace Prince Alexander Charming the third, sent out invitations to everyone in his kingdom to celebrate his Eighteenth birthday. When news reached the beautiful ears of Cinder, he was ecstatic but little did he know this little song bird's life is going to change forever. DISCLAIMER PEOPLE::::::::::::> I OWN THIS BOOK AND IT'S CREATIVE CONTENT BUT NOT, I REPEAT NOT THE IMAGES, VIDEOS AND POSSIBLE SONG LYRICS THAT I'LL USE TO HELP PORTRAY MY IMAGINATION SO CREDITS DUE WHERE CREDIT IS DUE........THANK YOU......
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Book 1 of Rewritten: The Inamorate Saga. The great reveal had been beneficial for some. Elves, particularly, with their beauty and grace and quiet manipulation of the world around them. They thrived in the light, able to infiltrate human structure with ease, carving out a place for their kind at the most crucial of times. Their leaders set down territory lines, segregating cities and even states for themselves, for the growth of their people. They flourished, building their empire on the backs of those withered beneath. Fae, however, didn't find such a foothold. They remained in the darkness, hidden away in the tangles of forest untouched by humans, trapped within their clans. The dark ages reigned through those woodlands, void of modern technology and any shade of defiance. Monarchs ruled, surrounded by warriors, enforcing their law upon the common people. Outside, there was talk of abuse, of forced subjugation, whispers from those fae that had made it, that had escaped. Salem had chosen to remain silent. Five years had passed, not a soul knew of the clan he had fled. He had a family, three brothers who had taken him in, who had chosen to house him rather than barter money for the purity he still held. There was a normality to the world, to the life that Salem had forged. There was no reason for change, nothing to draw him back into that inky abyss he had clawed out of. Nothing but a tree flowering ivory petals housed in the estate of one of the most influential elves in their city...

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