Untouchable

Untouchable

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She's cursed. She's broken. She's hurt. She's in love. Her name is Hazel. His name is Archie. Hazel always had her unusual power. The power of destruction. One touch of her hands and everything that's left is dust and ashes. It destroys any type of life form. Nobody is protected from her touch. Not even herself. No one knows about this. Except for one person. Archie knew about her. Knew about her little secret. He had always watched over her. But Hazel didn't have one clue. She didn't have one clue about him. But what happens if destruction meets love? Not everything can be a happy ending after all. COMPLETED
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"In a world ruled by power and tyranny, peace is a distant dream. You were once a child, innocent and new to life, yet someone ignited the flames of destruction, suffocating your breath and stealing away the purity of your air. All that remained were fleeting drops of water and the faintest hope that the fires would one day cease. Perhaps you were gifted, your powers beyond what was ever expected, but power isn't just strength-it's a threat. Years passed, and you grew to despise everyone and everything. In rage and vengeance, you found a twisted kind of salvation. Amidst the chaos, you found home with someone you've picked up while desperately trying to escape the chains of fate. And though agony shaped my path, I never wavered from my purpose. Through hell and blood, I built my name and wealth, offering others a chance for redemption, for lives once broken like my own. Now, after all this time, I've prepared to fulfill the final task of my life. Many will weep, blood will stain the earth, but certainly, they will pay for stealing my childhood. - Anastas

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