Beyblade Burst Legend

Beyblade Burst Legend

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( désolé déjà pour les fautes, je ne suis pas une experte de l'écriture >< ) Alors qu'ils doivent déménagé la Belgique pour allé s'installer au Japon, Grace Hazuki, une jeune belge âgée de 12 ans, vivra une grande aventure après avoir découvert un nouveau sport, le Beyblade. Décidé à faire partit de la grande fratrie du Beyblade, il lui sera difficile pour elle de ce faire accepté comme bladeuse, mais avec l'aide de ses amies et camarades de classe, elle sera plus motivé que jamais pour montrer au monde entier qu'une fille sait aussi jouer au Beyblade ! ( aucun des personnage de Beyblade ne m'appartiennent, sauf ma oc )
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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