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Love. Such a simple word isn't it? Some people believe everyone should be able to witness that feeling at least once in their life, but what if the only type of love anyone receives is tarnished with hate? Is it still love, if you know deep down the person responding wishes you were dead? If that's the only feeling you've ever known, how do you treat someone who looks past your flaws and insecurities and wants to know the real you? These were thoughts running through Emma's head when she met him, the tall guy with chestnut brown hair and sharp green eyes. Even when she didn't know him, there was something that drew her to him and as she discovers more about who this mystery man is. Will she discover what she's been looking for, or will she loose everyone left in her life who cares about her trying?
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Every crown is a curse, and every heir is a sacrifice, When peace lies in bloody nights what will happen when the her ice cold heart melts in this warm embrace? She was not the woman she appeared to be. Behind those sharp eyes and cold composure was a soul shattered by betrayal and heartbreak. Once, she had known laughter, softness, and trust-but those days were long buried beneath layers of pain and rage. The scars of her past had carved away the girl she used to be, leaving behind a woman with a heart frozen in ice. Trust was a luxury she could no longer afford, and love? Love had become a cruel illusion she no longer believed in. All that remained was a single, burning desire-revenge. It was her fuel, her purpose, and the reason she rose each day with fire in her veins and steel in her gaze. She had become a devil in the eyes of many, but they didn't know the story behind the flames. And then, he came. A man unlike any she had ever known-warm where she was cold, gentle where she was fierce. He saw the thorns and bled willingly just to hold the rose. He didn't flinch at her anger or retreat from her silence. Instead, he embraced her darkness like it was a part of him. To him, she wasn't broken-she was beautiful in ways the world failed to understand. He loved her not despite her demons, but because of them. For the first time in years, she felt the warmth of something unfamiliar-hope. He would give up everything for her: his name, his pride, even his morals. Not because he was weak, but because his love for her was that strong. He didn't want to fix her-he only wanted to hold her, to show her that she didn't have to fight alone.

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