A WARNING AND A DESIRE: The Deception

A WARNING AND A DESIRE: The Deception

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Your twin flame is your soul spit into another body, mine resides in the body of my worst nightmare. What to do if you have sworn revenge on who you find out to be your twin flame? When the person that caused you the most pain is thought to be your other half? What to do in case the cruel games, the ones that led to your misery, are the only ones you can play to accomplish your revenge? This is my dilemma. I've promised mortal vengeance to who occurs to be my other half. What to choose, revenge or forgiveness? Love or hate? The person I most loved has been murdered and I, forced to marry one of the six Princes of The Realm of Hell for a pledge made with the devil, demand revenge. My father has made a stupid decision, bargain my life to pay his debts with some demon. He lost a game and gave my life to pay it back, but they have killed my mother. And now, as the future Princess of The Realm of Hell - even if a not desired destiny - I will find the truth. For her and for myself, because I need liberation and she needs justice. She left me three legacies: A magical enchanted ring. Which was stolen by him; A warning. "Don't fall into the games of the wicked, the devil is a gentleman, his charms will seduce you to play a game where your role is the loser." Which I will disregard, deciding to take place into his game to vegange her life; And ultimately, a wish for me. "A twin flame is your own soul, shared across what appears to be two physical beings. It's one soul split into two bodies. It is the daring love that I want for you, albeit it will be challenging, it will also be healing." Which is now impossible, given the fact that I swore to him, my other half, eternal hate. What to do when my mother's only warning and her deepest desire for me are intertwined and she is no longer there to counsel me?
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