The Dream of Selenophobia

The Dream of Selenophobia

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Celestina Mortell an ordinary living Goddess of nature in the Magdalena that only her grandmother knew that there's a beauty like her is existing in this cruel world. Mud and barefoot Celestina is just a show to keep her safety in the mad people in town. People call her grandmother as a witch and the most terrifying is that they burned their house in the top of the mountain so the witch will die and stop the cursed that people's believe. She's helpless and do not know where to go when their house is burn and her grandmother died because of them. She go and run away from the people and go in town. Meet the city and the darkness of the boulevard. Standing meter away from the store and touching her stomach aching because of grogginess. That must be her life.She looked up and stare at the moon. " Why so beautiful? Even the darkness eats you. I wanna be like you, but how? " her tears flowed as she sobbed. "why is that? I still have a dream but now I don't seem to want to dream" another tears escaped from her eyes. "I just dream of being a moon too" she said and wiped her tears. "It is hard to dream of being the moon if you cannot stand in the difficult times of life." a voice from behind. But she kept on looking at the full moon. "How can you shine if you just keep looking up and crying at the moon? an exquisite lady looking up and crying in the moon. You must be the dreamless selenophile" And that night started she never looked up in the sky and amaze of how beautiful the moon is.
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"You're a devil," she whispered, her voice raw and filled with a mix of anger and desire. Dimitrio chuckled, the sound deep and resonant, reverberating through her like a bass note in a symphony of seduction. "And aren't you this devil's heaven?," he breathed against her skin, his mouth moving to her neck, his teeth scraping lightly against her flesh. She shivered, her body responding to him. "Monster," she swore at him again, the word a whisper that held no real heat. Her voice was a tremble, a soft protest that was lost in the sea of passion that surrounded them. He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Call me whatever you want, as long as you come screaming my name." His voice was a dark promise, the arrogance in his tone sending a fresh wave of heat through her. *************** Under moon's dark veil, Princess shivers, devil grins. He takes her to wail, Hell turns heaven as night spins. The devil's heart became her throne *************** 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 of 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 When Greek mafia don Dimitrios Valentzas plans on stealing one of the mysterious Emerald in the world, he doesn't expect to take an additional souvenir - Royal Princess Nakshathra Varma. In the course of events he unleashes a deadly game of power, loyalty, and desire. Like Hades claiming Persephone, Dimitrios is drawn to Nakshathra's spirit and light, but will their forbidden love be the key to their salvation or destruction?

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