Rebel

"I might be a warrior but I am not a soldier. A soldier does as they are told to do. I, on the other hand, am a rebel and I do what I please" I said with a seductive smile.
"So what do you want to do love?" his blue eyes looked like diamonds as a mischievous smirk made its way on his perfect mouth
"As I said, your highness, I do what I want to do and take what I want to take." I take a step towards him our face only an inch away and his smirk never leaving his beautiful face. I get my mouth to his ears
"Nothing comes between my heart and my sword.
And with that, my lips crash his.
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" are we here for revenge? yes,
are we your doom? yes,
should you be scared? yes,
are we the rebel? yes,
are we the villain? no

It is always the same in every single body, the same words. This is more complicated than it appears.
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Love and hate have one thing in common, they both lead to pain, open a wound that can never be healed.