She Who Bleeds Flame

She Who Bleeds Flame

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"Ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem" - "By the sword, she seeks peace under liberty." She carried a past scarred by betrayal and anguish, while his was shaped by abuse and survival. Two broken souls, some would call them a disaster, destined to destroy each other. But others saw them as salvation, light in each other's darkness, anchors in a chaotic world. Their love was forged in fire, tested by death, disloyalty, and inner demons. They were alike in their resilience yet clashed in their differences, their tempers and pain often driving them apart. But no matter how far they ran, they were always drawn back to each other, their bond unbreakable even when it hurt those around them. In rare moments of peace, they found solace in the simplest things: the warmth of a campfire, the brush of a hand, the silent understanding in a glance. They were chaos and calm, broken yet whole together. In their shared darkness, they found a love that survived, just as they always had. __________________________ The Walking Dead fanfic Daryl Dixon × OC
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

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