Esperanza
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  • Reads 82
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 4
Ongoing, First published Nov 09
Mature
Lorsque le destin de celui  qu'on surnommé "l'égorgeur" le parrain de la plus grande organisation criminelle au monde, ainsi que celui de Layna s'entrechoquent de manière inattendue.

Une guerre eclata opposant le parrain contre un puissant et mystérieux  ennemi. 

Pourtant personne ne se douta que l'espoir de ce combat sans fin serait Layna. Qu'elle serait la clé du coffre qui contient la vérité que l'egorgeur cherche tant.

"Layna mayer" c'était son nom, le nom d'une jeune et innoncente étudiante, au train de vie banal, ne semblait pas se soucier de ce qui se tramait autour d'elle.
 Jusqu'au jour où elle est plongée contre son gré dans le monde hostille et dangereux de son ravisseur.

Mais entre les menaces extérieures et les secrets enfouis, une romance interdite se crée. 

Entre un homme sans cœur  que tout le monde fuit, et layna, une captive qui luttent pour sa survie. ou chacun finira par découvrir les souffrances de l'âme qui se cache derrière le masque de l'autre.

Quand une âme rongée par le désespoir et celle qui persiste a garder espoir coûte que coûte, s'unissent créant un fragile équilibre où la lumière et l'ombre dansent en parfaite harmonie.
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