Hers ~ Camren

Hers ~ Camren

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Fanfic
Fifth Harmony
Camila Cabello
~ I didn't want to be here: tied to the bed next to a serial killer.. When I followed her home, I was just playing Nancy Drew, trying to figure out her secret. Kissing her was intoxicating and I thought she was harmless.. I was wrong. Nancy Drew never ended up in a basement, handcuffed to a radiator, on the verge of madness, begging let her go. Soon, I'll stop begging her to let me go.. Soon, I will start begging to be hers ------------------------------ Warning - adult content Lauren g!p This book was originally written in English by valerie2100 and then converted to French by Anais250. The English version is gone but I've seen a lot of people wanting to read this book again if it were to be translated back to English. So that's what I'm doing. I take no credit for this book, all rights go to the original author. Also I apologize in advance for any translation errors. I did take 4 years of French, so I'm working through this with that knowledge and google translate to the best of my abilities. Might have to tweak a couple things for it to make sense but all in all it's still exactly the same. Hope y'all enjoy 😊
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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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