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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

Talkative Delaney.

At Merikh's question, the crowd that earlier had endless complaints fell silent and no one even looked him in the eye, fearing that they would meet the same fate as the man lying on the ground.

"Leave!" Merikh commanded in a dangerously low voice and it was like everyone was just waiting for his permission because they all scattered away in less than a minute.

Merikh then turned to Gabriel, giving him a look of slight mockery, and even though he didn't say it out loud, Gabriel could read the words in his eyes and his face. You're weak! 

He then turned around, without glancing at Delaney and walked back to the house. Gabriel was left staring at his retreating back, knowing he needed a moment to cool down.