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Aurora: Caring first, sickness Love second
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Ongoing, First published Jan 14
Mature
Aurora's point of view:

I stand in front of the mirror, admiring my reflection. The golden locks cascading down my shoulders, the piercing blue eyes that seem to hold a thousand secrets, the porcelain skin that looks as soft as silk. I am a vision of perfection, an angelic beauty that could stop hearts with just a glance.

But beneath this facade lies a soul as dark as the night. I am Aurora, the Goddess of Evil Love, and I revel in the suffering of others. My beauty is a trap, my charm a weapon, and my love a form of torture.

I think about my nephew, Peti. He's just a young boy, barely 20 years old, still reeling from the loss of his mother to breast cancer. I see him as a pawn in my twisted game, a toy to be played with and discarded when I'm done.I have a plan, one that I've been cultivating for years.

Aurora... Is not aunt of Peti... You will discover that soon and you will know that this novel will show you a new perspective.
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