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Nirvana
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Continúa, Has publicado oct 25, 2019
A lifetime is long. The future is unknown while the past remains muddled. Fate is cruel and destiny is not kind, thus, one's heart can never rest. The mountains and rivers, the ravines and the skies, the journey to seek everlasting serenity is hard.

Love and hate are twisted together, bounded so tightly to one another, never able to escape from the other. Fate is running its course, taking pity on no one, just like how time continues to run, never caring of the people who wish to stay behind.

To repay a debt, how far must one go? Perhaps only when one reaches paradise, only when one has cultivated their heart to the extreme, only then can they dare to dream. 

To seek nirvana, what should one sacrifice?

"Others seek nirvana, but I merely seek you. Others wish to reach nirvana, but I merely wish to reach you. I wish to seek you, for you are my nirvana."

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AN: This books continues in the same world as Steal The Male Lead. It can be considered a sequel but also not really at the same time as it takes a different route. With this book, you won't need to read Steal The Male Lead first to understand it.
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You spoke with your fists more than you spoke with your words the hate poured out of you and onto me for all the things that weren't my fault You've beaten the fight out of me taught me not to run and tell a lesson made in blood turned me into your slave You showed me kindness in rare moments you didn't make my life hell a manipulation or a nicer side to you I could never tell You fed me breadcrumbs made me treasure them like gold until I worshipped the ground you walked on and looked at you like one might look at God You upped and left never said a goodbye it hurt more than the most painful fist and the cruelest lie You became a ghost haunted me for a decade showed up in memories and dreams and one summer night in real life All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without the written permission of the author.