The Shadows | On Hold |

The Shadows | On Hold |

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" you may have won the battle... But the war is still on.. " Take the king out and you win.. but is it that easy when you are nothing but a mere pawn? Adele was everything a girl would want to be and boy would love to love but as always when has God let the perfection thrive? One haunting night and everything went off road for her, heart loss, betrayal, nightmares and it looked like God wanted her to pay for the perfect live she had lived off.. But maybe God wasn't that of a Satan and maybe that's why she got something which we normal people would call boon dressed in a curse cause we are greedy and would never want someone to have which we can't But as always with power comes great responsibility and maybe this power was the reason why she's still alive.. Started on: 15/7/2020 Finished off:
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──── ⊹₊♕₊⊹ ──── A girl with dreams too big for the world she's trapped in, her heart full of hopes for freedom. But fate has other plans. There's someone out there... her shadow, who sees her not just as a dreamer, but as a prize to claim. He makes her believe she's winning, but in the end, he always pulls her deep into his darkness. Puppet : ~~~~~~~ He destroyed me. Tore me apart until there was nothing left to save. I can't... I can't even breathe without feeling his shadow suffocating me. He stole everything-my dreams, my peace. And now, he's chasing me. Why? To crush what's left? To make me his toy? Or worse... his love? I don't know if he wants me as his puppet to torment or his love to possess, but either way, he's unraveling me. No matter how far I run, his presence clings to me, pulling me back into his darkness each time deeper than before. Puppet Master : ~~~~~~~~~~~~ She doesn't even realize how beautiful she is when she's broken. My fragile, trembling little Doll. She thinks she can run, but she belongs to me. Her innocence calls to me like a melody I can't stop listening to, so pure, so unaware of how deeply she's already mine. Oh, let her try to escape-it only makes the hunt sweeter. I love the way she trembles, the fear in her eyes when she realizes she can't outrun her devil. I'll let her break a hundred more times, let her feel the weight of her hopeless escape. And when she's nothing but shattered glass, I'll mold her into what she was always meant to be. Mine... utterly and completely mine. Ranks:- #1 in review out of 33.8k stories. #2 in awards out of 10.5k stories #3 in alphamale out of 3.22k stories.

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