My other heart

My other heart

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"I'm a girl, sort of. I'm alive, sort of. And, I'm part demon. All I remember is falling down the portal when my step- mother demon pushed me in. Wow, I really thought she was a good person. And, now I live in a cave, on Pandora. "Did I mention my name? My names Maven. And, my dad is the ultimate demon lord." K, I just wanted to write a new story so I could get out the stuff I think about. I like to think of different story's. That's all I really do. Enjoy! I hope!
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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.

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