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Bonds Beyond Deals

Auteur: Aiz4n_Se4n
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Lisez le roman Bonds Beyond Deals écrit par l'auteur Aiz4n_Se4n publié sur WebNovel. The story follows the journey of Izz Yukan and Dahlia Kemono, the legendary hero that made a deal with the Demon King in order to end the war between the demons and all the other races, meanwhile Dahl...

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The story follows the journey of Izz Yukan and Dahlia Kemono, the legendary hero that made a deal with the Demon King in order to end the war between the demons and all the other races, meanwhile Dahlia is a girl that was kidnapped from her hometown to be enslaved. One day, they stumble upon each other when Dahlia was in need of help to escape slavery. They made a deal in which Izz will escort Dahlia back to her hometown safely with the condition that they will forget everything about their journey together and forget that they were ever meeting each other in the first place after the journey meets its end. Throughout the journey, Izz and Dahlia encounter various obstacles on their path, each with their own unique challenges, such as meeting an old friend that triggered bitter and dark memories. They learn about the power of emotional support around them that can overwhelm nightmares and bring people closer. The story also explores Izz and Dahlia's own struggles as they grasp for the understanding of their feelings toward each other but the agreement they made is what holding them back from accepting their feeling. Along the way, they develops relationships with the people they encounter and strengthen the relationship they already have, including their feeling for each other.

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