Trapping The Bird

Trapping The Bird

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To fall for one who is in the arms of another is the worst type of torture. To have them enter your life and leave behind the other, is an act of true love. But to deal with the one they left is another thing all together. -------------------- A princess A sorceress The executioner In a land of magic and outlaws, love is a dangerous thing to have. A princess who has already enough to worry her, is taken by a secretive sorceress who is not only an enemy of her father, but is destine to marry another. The princess is ready to risk her entire life for her. The executioner is right were he is needed to assist in his sorceress' escapes. She is bound to him by his family and they are to be married. He loves her anyway so this works perfectly to his favor. The sorceress has eyes for another. She could never love the man she is to marry, as hard as she may try. She simply cannot. She leaves behind a life of luxury and magic just to be with the one she loves. *read in British accent*
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"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

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