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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 · Fantasía
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Memories in the drawing room

Delaney's voice was filled with surprise and her eyebrows shot up subconsciously. Merikh's reaction was suspicious and she wondered if there was a part in the book where he killed everyone.

Merikh didn't answer her question when he realised she was just taunting him, and a sigh of relief threatened to leave his lips but his haw tightened to restrain it. Without meeting her inquisitive gaze, he resumed the task of applying ointment and this time he wasn't as gentle as before. His muscles were tense and Delaney could clearly feel the change.

"I've reached the part where Darcio kills Danika's lover— wait," she suddenly turned, almost forgetting that her chest was bare. "Danika is your mother, right?" She asked with uncertainty and Merikh nodded stiffly.