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The Entangled Fates

It is said that angels and demons walk on Earth in human forms. But what if it's not just a myth and they actually are present around us, keeping a low profile? What if it's the boy you bully in school, or the girl who always keeps to herself in class are not humans and waiting to creep into your dreams. What if it's a girl who always tops the class and her brainiac image is actually a part of her superpowers, the bullied boy is keeping chains around his ire, not letting his unstable powers to unleash and the world doesn't lack such beings. Aden and Amara are such two lost souls which are fated to be together. But is it really that simple for them to be together? Or destiny has something else written for them. What will happen if these two finally cross each other's path after walking for decades on Earth. Or is it really the first time they will run into each other? -------- Other books of the author: •My Little Sunshine [Completed] •The Return Of The Beguiling Beauty [On-going] •Tales Of Love [On-going] You can join the discord server for updates and picture references: https://discord.gg/tHARRPX Instagram: dumdum.007 Twitter: _dumdum007 Facebook: facebook.com/dumdumwrites *P.S.! The cover DOESN'T belongs to me. Credit goes to the original artist!*

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~•Aden•~

"You are back already." It was Hera who had spoken up as she saw me making way to where I was sitting earlier. "That was quite a short call." She continued. 

"It was just Michael." I replied to her with a shrug. "He was asking for where I was since he didn't see me in the boy's locker room after the game. I had to tell him how a certain someone didn't want me to go in there." I added the latter part as I eyed Amara who was more focused on her phone's unlocked screen. 

Her fingers were flying over the touch screen without much effort. 'She must be replying to a text.' I thought to myself as I turned my attention back to Hera who was expectantly looking at me. 

"And?" She spoke up, reminding me to continue. I wondered why she was so focused on knowing who I was talking to, and what I was talking about, but I still answered her in a polite tone.