
A game of assassins, rulers and deceit. Who to kill and who to help? Excerpt.... "Luna" she said. "I want you to call me Luna." "Why?" he spoke, his voice laced with emotion. He wanted to hear her say it. "Because when there is no moon and you start to feel that you are losing hope, I wish that I can light up your night sky." He smiled an ironic smile filled with contentment he had never known before. "For someone who isn't good with people, you sure have a way with words." She cocked her head while hooking her lips. "I barely put up with people but somehow I can endure you just fine." "I'm unparalleled, I know" "I think you mean absurd" "You like me either way, Luna" her name rolled off his lips. He liked it. A lot. "Hold on. Let me rethink." She spoke just before his arms pulled her in.Tous Droits Réservés
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