Wenn eine Bestie keine ist

Wenn eine Bestie keine ist

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Sie ist ein sechzehn-jähriges Mädchen und doch ist für sie ihr Alter unwichtig. Sie interessiert sich nicht für Partys oder gar Jungs. Denn sie ist kalt! Tauche einfach in Ladislajas Geschichte ein und schau, ob sie dir gefällt! Ladislaja ist übrigens eine abgewandte Form von Ladislava und bedeutet: Die ruhmreiche Herrscherin. Ich hätte mir eigentlich eine andere Bedeutung gewünscht, aber hiermit bin ich auch zufrieden, besonders, weil ich sie Laja nennen werde und das kommt von Lahja und bedeutet Geschenk oder Gabe.
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Dear Reader, I challenge you to a duel! Yes, exactly! Prepare for a battle. The battle for your heart and soul. I'm about to whisk you away and immerse you in a world brimming with magic and secrets. But fear not, on this adventure through the wilderness, you'll be accompanied by Klelia and... that's a surprise :)) Your task is simple. You have to survive... Are you ready to take up the challenge? "I'm dead. I died back in that hut. I don't exist anymore. And now, after everything that's happened, you want to talk?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "Who am I to you?" He closed the distance in an instant. I had nowhere to escape; there was a wall behind me, and he stood before me. "Are you really asking who you are to me, Klelia? You are my sun and moon. The source of my suffering and pleasure. My oxygen. I breathe you every day. Every second of life without you is worthless. Without you, there is no me. That's what you are to me. My private universe. I want to immerse myself in you. To lose myself." "I'm dangerous. At any moment, I could..." Tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm not like you." "You're no more dangerous than me," he interrupted, kissing me hungrily, as if he were desperate for air. P.S. Grab your best sword and cape. Despite appearances, desert nights can be cold.

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