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Wandering Hearts

It is said that one can never defy fate. This notion proves its authenticity as Delaney finds herself caught up in the whims of her decided fate. Robbed of control over her own life, Delaney finds herself torm between feuds between mythical beings, creatures that have little or no regards to her emotions. As an abused child, Delaney grew up mostly detached from the world around her and when she decides to take control of her life, she chooses to be a bounty hunter to make a living and makes her own rules, living her life away from anything that causes her distress. But her world turns upside down as she becomes burdened by a murder accusation which almost causes her her life. At the day of her execution, she's saved by a dragon, to everyone's dismay, and is forced to live her life like a captive as she's yet again robbed of her own life. **** Broken hearts, misplaced souls and twisted minds. Even though our pasts may not predict our future, it will always be part of our future and present. Past mistakes, past heartbreaks, past miseries. They ruin us in a way that we are so scared of endings, that we always end up not beginning. And maybe all we need is a little sunshine. A little flower, and most of all... to forgive ourselves for things that we could and couldn't control.

Valentine_24 · Fantasy
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82 Chs

Are you a masochist?

Emily stared up at Delaney, her lips stretching to a haughty smirk which soon dissapeared as she sensed Merikh's curious gaze on her. She knew he also heard Delaney because of his heightened senses but that wouldn't stop her from achieving her goal. 

She gave the two gentlemen the most charming smile she could master as she eyed Merikh up and down. She wasn't dissapointed with what she saw and she knew that if she played her cards right, she would have all it took to put Keir in his place, and whoever else stood in her way 

"You are?" Merikh asked curtly, but Emily's smile didn't falter. 

"Emily," she said, stretching her hand for a handshake. Merikh looked at the outstretched hand, not making any attempt to shake it, then his gaze shifted to Delaney on the balcony.