URBAN LEGENDS-THE UNDEAD PRINCE
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- Partes 15
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Última publicación jue, abr 23, 2020
''Aaron, we need to get out. Do something!'' Shaina growled as she felt claustrophobic.
''I'm Damien, Azura. Not Aaron.'' he replied. Shaina looked back at him with disbelief, but then, she saw his eyes glowing in the dark, with striking electric blue colour.
She was shocked. She could'nt believe what she saw.
''H-huh?''
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Shaina, a 19 years old, cheerful but quite shy girl, lives in her beautiful kingdom Orion, which is known for it's beauty, fertility and wise people.
She and her best friends Elle, Aaron and Immanuel decides to explore the deadly forest, named as 'The Undead Land' next to her kingdom.
Why was the forest deadly? Because this forest is the graveyard where many people....or should I say, many coven who practiced black magic, were killed. Those lands are cursed...or people believed that it was cursed.
What happens when Shaina and her friends go there? What happens when she awakens something which claims her as Azura, the angel of death?
Read and find out......
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Gabrielle saw him once. And it was already too late. Damien didn't say a word - didn't need to. His presence wrapped around her like dusk, heavy with promise and something wicked beneath the silence. Her body reacted before her mind caught up. Her pulse betrayed her before reason could protest. From that first glance, she was marked. He's the kind of beautiful you don't survive. The kind you don't walk away from. And when he touches her, it's with fire, fangs, and a hunger that makes the world blur around the edges. She should've run. She didn't. Every night since, she's fallen deeper into something tangled and consuming. He vanishes. She aches. He returns. She burns. This isn't romance. This is wreckage. And in Damien's arms, Gabrielle doesn't just lose herself- She becomes something new. Something dangerous. Because when you fall for a monster at first sight... You don't climb out. You evolve.
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