CURSED: FROM THE BEGINNING [D.M]
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  • Reads 120,217
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  • Parts 110
  • Time 17h 47m
Complete, First published Jan 08, 2022
Mature
Uncovering the secrets their souls hold, it is quite clear that Draco and Zilliah are made to be together. That their fate is written upon the stars. But in the end, all stars burn out and die, don't they?

"Now that I have you, I do not want to lose you."

"Draco, I see no reason you should"

There's more to Zilliah Emerson than what meets the eye. And Draco Malfoy, the arrogant and self obsessed prat, is hopelessly and foolishly attracted to it. 

The question here is simple- 'Why?'

The answer? Not so simple. But it's certain that it's the one thing he will never regret about finding out.

THIS IS 'CURSED: FROM THE BEGINNING'

[Warning: Contains mature and triggering content. Reader discretion advised.

Started: 15th January, 2022

Completed: 24th June, 2023

cover by: @ThisIsKanitha ]
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