GOD OF DEVOTION

GOD OF DEVOTION

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*This is a fanfic of characters from LOG series I don't claim to own them* "I BEGGED HIM TO STAY, BUT HE LEFT ANYWAY." Ariella Nash I loved him even before I knew what love was. I was like a moon revolving around his sun. But when he burned me, I saw the truth. I was nothing more than a fleeting moment in his life, a passing shadow. That day, my love for him turned to ashes. Now, I don't want him or his love. Remington Astor I didn't know what she meant to me until I lost her. I always pretended she was a nuisance, but deep down, I cherished the way she loved me. She looked at me as if I was her world, but now she avoids me like I'm a plague. I took her love for granted, and now she says she doesn't want it anymore. But I can't accept that. I'm willing to give her my everything, and I will beg for her forgiveness until she loves me back. "This might be a fanfic but you can read it as a new Wattpad book"
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Book One of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** #1 in bxb tag: 09/21/2024 #4 in friendstolovers tag: 9/21/2024 CYRUS PIERCE: I'm content in my almost soundless world. I prefer to live through the romance stories I weave and post online. Hardly anyone reads my books, even if they're free, but I do have one fan, and he's supported me since I started writing two years ago. Except, my writing started to take a depressing dive when I realized that you simply couldn't prevent nor protect your heart from falling for someone. For him. For the one who had no interest in me. When I fell in love with him, I thought we had a chance. It was an accident. Turned out, I couldn't be more wrong. He doesn't want me, and I wasn't supposed to have him. It didn't matter if he showed up in the bookstore every day, talking to everyone else except me. Nor did it matter at all because he didn't know sign language. He couldn't learn. We couldn't communicate. But after I go on a date and it ends in putrid disaster, he makes his appearance known, and he's angry. Then he's doing things for me that confuse me. My stories are filling up with pages of content, dreams that I want to come true, and my mystery commenter encourages me to continue-to reach my happiness. To take what I want. But the activities planned start sparking familiarity-like I lived it before, or maybe dreamed it. Or maybe, just maybe, I'd written it before? My mind is spiraling, but I can't stop myself from getting closer and closer to him. I'm not supposed to have him, but my heart craves him. Sage Monroe, I'm in love with you, and I'm scared now because I have a feeling that you've been communicating with me in more ways than one.

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