Chaos
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"Stars are born from chaos, only after they collapse" Nessa's life hasn't been easy, but she's decided to amend her mess and move on. Her plans get upside down when she meets Leo, who she's sure has the purpose of making her days a living hell. He agrees she has the same purpose. They can't stand being on the same room without wanting to kill one another, yet they always find their way to be together and let the sin embrace them. Both arrogant, lover of challenges, hurt and sharing the same hate for each other since they crash. Aquamarine eyes that Nessa has no doubt will whirl her life , a brunette that Leo has no doubt will shake his ground. They will get involved into a game of secrets and lust, with fire and ice. But, what happens when a tornado meets an earthquake? A wild, messy chaos is born, leaving a trace of broken pieces. Maybe a star comes up, or maybe it'll be a black hole that sucks all the previous light.
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