Vampyra
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Ongoing, First published Sep 03, 2020
Mature
'Those exhilaratingly bewitching sapphire eyes.  


He had been searching them relentlessly for the past eighteen years of his life. He had foraged heaven and earth in an attempt to find her. Arien was either termed recluse, lunatic or had to face what he disgusted the most........eyes that denigrated him with sympathy. He had been reduced to an object of absolute ridicule for the people who failed to see the intelligence that he possessed.



She had been the only one person, other than his mother who had cared for him, smiled at him, looked at him like he was someone... someone who was capable, someone who was a fighter, not a mere helpless little child.



Her sapphire orbs that had him lured out of the depths of despire throughout his  misfortune stricken life, now peered into his. 


For how long had he been waiting for this very moment yet he could not believe his fate. He rubbed his eyes in utter disbelief. The woman who had been the part of his most vivid dreams and nightmares, now stood before him as an enchanting charm.
A wish that he had desperately besieged to come true. 


She raised her hand towards him,

"So the kitty has finally returned" he heard her ravishing voice as he found himself mesmerized.'
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The cold hearted queen of theirs was the strongest amongst all.
Elixir Cayden's  intimidating yet calm demeanor resulted in people perspiring with angst. Her alluring smile never dipped into the blue orbs. She had never known love. Pain, sufferings and death were her constant companions.

Then she met him. The ice in her heart began to mollify slowly.  Underneath his handsome face and the boyish smile, there seemed to be more...

  Can their powerful queen undo the fate that has already been chosen for Vampyra? 
Cross over the enchantments to embark on a journey in this unfathomable land embellished with mystery.
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