The tainted princess {on hold}
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Marceline Blackwood. Strange, cut-out, impassive, a loner. That's how most would describe her.
She doesn't let anyone get close enough to know the real her...the person she hasn't been in a long time....the cruel world has changed her....
"Princess-... " he sighed,but was cut off.
"Don't call me that." She whispered. "Princesses are perfect...I'm hardly normal,let alone stable." She laughed humorlessly,staring at the table intently,zoned out.
"In fact,you could say that I'm tainted...."
Asher Vittali. Dark,mysterious, a monster with the face of a prince...that's the real him.
He is a real charmer who hides his pain and sins in fake charm and faux happiness.
When he notices Marceline,a fire ignites within his chest.
He is yet to understand why he is so drawn to the strange specimen that is Marceline Blackwood.
"I'm scared."
"Of what?" He responded in his rich,deep voice that sent shivers up her spine.
"Love."
She replied,and he instantly felt the urge to kiss her until her fears turned to faith.
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【 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 1950's 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐅.𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 】 ╰┈➤ ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐨 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐝,𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.❞ Becoming a spy,working at a bar and being surrounded by dangerous men couldn't possibly bring much trouble,now could it? Stranded in a gothic city plagued with crime,mobs and barely any rights for yourself in a memorable era lost to time-she had to make ends meet all by herself.Wealth was in it's prosperous time and fashion in one of it's golden ages did not mean she was fortunate enough. If anything,she was struggling to survive in the middle of a chaotic city where you couldn't tell if you'd live to see tomorrow until- "You have a pretty voice." And with that,came fame,trouble and the desire of a faceless man who undermined the City and inevitably became her fall from stardom. "It's as if you don't belong,not here not there or anywhere.It's almost as if you come from another place." "How so...?" He turns to look at her,his being hidden but the smile he gives her- It blooms an uncanny feeling within her. "Just a passing thought,nothing else."
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【 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 1950's 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐅.𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 】 ╰┈➤ ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐨 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐝,𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.❞ Becoming a spy,working at a bar and being surrounded by dangerous men couldn't possibly bring much trouble,now could it? Stranded in a gothic city plagued with crime,mobs and barely any rights for yourself in a memorable era lost to time-she had to make ends meet all by herself.Wealth was in it's prosperous time and fashion in one of it's golden ages did not mean she was fortunate enough. If anything,she was struggling to survive in the middle of a chaotic city where you couldn't tell if you'd live to see tomorrow until- "You have a pretty voice." And with that,came fame,trouble and the desire of a faceless man who undermined the City and inevitably became her fall from stardom. "It's as if you don't belong,not here not there or anywhere.It's almost as if you come from another place." "How so...?" He turns to look at her,his being hidden but the smile he gives her- It blooms an uncanny feeling within her. "Just a passing thought,nothing else."
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