Twin's Love

Twin's Love

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Ipinanganak kaming kambal pero sa kabilang banda magka iba ang aming pagka Tao. Ang aming mga magulang ay magka iba. Our mom is the Queen of Angels and our Dad is the King of Evil. From the first Our parents are mortal enemies but without noticing it. Dad started to love mom, and so our mom. Naging magkaibigan ang mga mababait at masasama. Kung ako ang princessa ng mga Anghel, ang kakambal ko naman ang princessa ng mga Evil. But ofcourse even though kambal kami mas matanda ako sa kanya ng 10 seconds. Mahirap itago ang totoong kami lalo na't may kapangyarihan ang bawat isa sa amin. Nakikisalimuha nga kami sa mga tao pero hindi parin kami magiging ligtas. Alam ko naman kasing kahit itago pa namin ang tunay na kami malalaman at malalaman parin ng iba. Makakaya kaya naming harapin ang lahat?
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Book 4 of The Awakening Series The Malicious Vampire King. My Paramour. Marcellus Throne, the now infamous Malicious Vampire King, has been promised to me since the day he took his first breath. Even before then, our fates were written in the marrow of creation. My first vision, the one that burned itself into my memory before I even understood what I was, was of him. It has always been him. His face. His power. His darkness. Until the night he slept with my sister. That single act shattered every prophecy, every divine whisper, every foolish belief I had in fate. The bond that was supposed to unite empires instead became a curse waiting to be cast. And now, centuries later, the bastard decides to host a mockery of love, a televised "quest for his beloved" as if our story were nothing but royal entertainment. So I came to his kingdom, ready to remind him that destiny is not a joke, and neither am I. Ready to curse him for every ounce of arrogance that dripped from his name. Only for him to turn around, before the entire world, and declare that I am his fated beloved and he's right! He's fatally fucked! Ha.

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