I have limitless power, it sounds good, doesn't it. It sounds like some kind of blessing. But it's a curse, not a blessing. What if I told you that this limitless power comes with unrelenting anger when it activates, that with this limitless power comes with being unable to stop yourself from killing the ones you love, that with this limitless power comes with enough pain to kill you but let's you live. Tell me, does it still sound like a blessing.
I'm cursed.
I should've died long ago, but it has no mercy, without it, many good people would still be alive, but it feeds off of it, because of it, I constantly fear for her, my love, for that she could lose her life from my own hand, and it will have influenced me to do so. It is no longer with me, but its curse will never leave me. It cursed me. Are you wondering what "it" is?
"It"...is a blade.
I am not blessed
I am cursed.
Let me tell you my story.
A painful breakup pushes Kyla Evans to get into a fake relationship with the person her ex-boyfriend hates the most: Seth Everett. But what will she do when the game starts to feel too real?
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Seventeen-year-old Kyla has sworn off love. After getting dumped all too suddenly by her longtime boyfriend Cedric, she becomes convinced that people are never really who you think they are. So when notorious playboy Seth Everett suggests that Kyla fake date him to get back at Cedric, it seems like the perfect plan... as long as she doesn't end up falling for him.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story mentions cancer, which may be triggering for some readers.
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