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Demonic Melody

LECTURES 20
Votes 2
Chapitres 2
Durée 5m

LECTURES 20
Votes 2
Chapitres 2
Durée 5m

death demon love

The bite, The bite was the start of it all. You would never expect it to end this way, In flames and in death. You wouldn't want it to end this way, In flames and in pain. I have no choice but for it to end this way, In flames and in love.Tous Droits Réservés

death demon love

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Potent Amour , écrit par Swagmarshmellow100

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He Hunts Me., écrit par Reyrose404

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That Would Be Enough-Grey's Anatomy AU Book 5 cover

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Potent Amour

I made a promise, a commitment, a vow, and an oath that I'd never fall into the brutality they call love ever again, as it is something not to be toyed with. Think of it this way: Love is like a scented candle. The candle stick and the waxed aroma make the candle itself. Then it's ignited by a great inferno, and together, they make a beautiful thing. It burns for a long time, but then it loses that flame, that spark that ignited the creature. I guess the two most important ingredients gave up on each other. "Love" can be a metaphor, a simile, but most of all, a promise. A promise that can't be kept, something that waits until infinity to be broken. At least that's what I, Roseabella Swayed, once believed.