The Normal. (Warrior?)
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I'll be straightforward; this story in 4 words would-be prince, treachery and strategy. Don't get your expectations too high but it is a really good plot (i think or maybe my friend were right about me being a narcissist). Please do try it out. Btw it is not war like war war more like a night invasion
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I fell in love with Hansel seven years ago. I fell in love with a side of him that was sweet, caring, persistent and loving. He taught me what it felt like to be human, what it meant to love someone with all your being. And then he came: Klaus. He's declared war three years earlier than we predicted and it's forced Hansel and I to do the one thing we promised not to do: separate. We both joined the GUARDIANS in order to help, but in a desperate attempt to find where Klaus will open his portal and begin the war, Hansel gave up the one thing that was most precious to him: his memories of us. I promised him I would never give up on him, that I will help him remember. But that is coming out to be harder than I thought. The Hansel before me was an utter asshole. He was arrogant, pigheaded and sexist. He hates me for reasons unknown to me but I can't help but still love him. But it hurts to see the vacant look in his eyes. He doesn't remember me or our family and I can't tell him in fear of losing him- for good this time. He has no idea what he means to me and I'm too afraid to tell him. While he's trying to figure out why he can't remember the last seven years of his life, I'm desperately trying to get him to fall back in love with me. But I never thought it would be so hard. Alaric McQuillen. He's making things much more complicated than they have to be. He started from being a nuissance to being a nice distraction from my husband's coldness. Could I be falling out of love with my husband and falling in love with someone else? Now add the fact that we need to help prepare an entire army for a war to save mankind and you've got one fucked up month. ~*~*~ {OFFICIALLY COMPLETED!!} [Second Book to the Fervent Trilogy]
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