Not The Home I Know

Not The Home I Know

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A dumb card game... That was all it took to give Ranboo both everything and take away even more. No one ever understood the tall boy's disdain for a pack of measly paper cards but he could care less. The same couldn't be said for Dream. It was funny really. A won card game gave him a little brother and a lost one gave him a new family. He didn't particularly care for them either way but he would be lying if he said he wasn't greatful for them. Cover made by me. Tags (for my sanity): Slavery, Black Markets, Heavy Topics (Will add proper warnings in chapters)
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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