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Phakathi

Phakathi

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Mar 10, 2022
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Fiction
Fantasy
His hair is black, and his eyes are beautiful mahogany. He's tall, slender, and the biggest dick I've ever fucking met. Ive woken up in a strange world, in between the living and the dead. I don't know how I got here, nor where I am back on earth. If I don't find my objective fast enough, I will fade and die. So why is he getting in my way? _______________________________________________________________ "My name is Rei, not that you care" He continues leading me to Naomi, not responding to me. "Fayde, hello, I spoke to you-" "We are not on a name basis birdie. and you're right, I don't care, so I don't see the reason you feel the need to tell me. Try shutting up." "stop calling me birdie" "no." he shoots me a cunning smirk that boils my blood near instantly. _______________________________________________________________
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When I was little, my mother used to tell me stories about an ancient world that contained mystical and strange creatures -created by the gods it was supposed to divide the humans and the creatures. Her stories were mostly about brave Guardians that had the obligation of protecting the other world. This world was to be called the Portal World. As I grew up in difficult conditions I dismissed all those ideas out of my head. Tales are for children and nothing of it was true. Or so I thought. Until the day the guy I hated the most saved me from imminent death. *** Deep in my being an unbearable anger scattered itself through my body. I clenched my fists. A violent jerk started building up to my vocal cords. I gritted my teeth to keep it under control but in vain my lips began to move. "My life is not an Illusion!" The small crowd still gathered inside the café went silent as they all turned to see what was happening. I bit my lip in embarrassment. Jack slowly turned around and instantly met my eyes. "You'd be surprised", he stated with a disturbing twinkle in his eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thank you for stopping at this book. I've put it through the process of editing it and it might take a while but I'll try to get it done as soon as possible.

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