War of Hearts

War of Hearts

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"Why do you still wear it, after all these years?" Her eyes dropped to the rock hanging around my neck. "Because you gave it to me." "You hate me." She looked away. "I hate the way you make me feel, I hate that I can't breathe when you're around and that I feel hollow when you leave. But I don't hate you, I'd be a fool to when you're the reason I wake up every goddamn morning." Some people are just inexplicably bonded. Drawn by forces beyond their own comprehension, they have no choice but to gravitate towards each other. Destined by fate to keep crossing paths until they finally get it right. - L.B. Simmons
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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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