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Palabras No Dichas - Wenclair
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Complete, First published Sep 19
Mature
«Me deleito en tu existencia, tu luz radiante que derrite mi corazón y lo hace cenizas.

Siento un fuego abrazador dentro de mi cuando miro tus ojos, la profundidad de tu deslumbrante alma.
El irracional deseo de mirarlos hasta sucumbir a los brazos de la muerte.

Disfruto de tu tacto, tanto como una descarga eléctrica en mi cuerpo. Desatas una tormenta en mi, corrompiendo mi espíritu.

Mi corazón desbocado cuando tengo tu cercanía.

Nublas mis sentidos y mi lógica.



Oh, Cara mia ¿Cómo expresar mi amor por ti y la desdicha que es no ser tu amante?»






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Es mi primer fanfic, espero y les guste.

-Basado en la 1ra y 2da temporada de la serie.
-En tiktok spoileo los caps (@bat.hungry es el user).
-NO va a haber +18, todo con fines 100% románticos.
-NO ES G!P.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.