Beauty and rage

Beauty and rage

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A girl whose family is not established by blood. girl who was forgotten in the madman's clutches, a girl who was forgotten just because of being herself so one day after escaping and coming back to place that most kids call safe place 'a home', her life went on like nothing had happened but she never was the same and when others noticed what monster she has become no one liked it because in a world where one must give, she gives nothing only ever takes. I told starts about her so much that every time wind whistles I can only hear her name, she's not just beautiful, beautiful is weak word to describe her she's more like hauntingly beautiful, face you won't forget and hunts you everywhere and as time passed by old memories are buried under new ones except her, her face, he promised himself that even if death takes her hand he will hold on her with the other one and promises to find her in every lifetime. But will she remember him as he remembers her, will she breaks her rules for him, does he knows she's not the same person he ones' meet?
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#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.

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