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Put Out My Fire

(COMPLETED) Amanda was getting too hot, literally, and only the master of water could cool her down. Unfortunately, he was missing in action. **** Amanda was the master of fire. After five years of carrying out her responsibility, she was an accomplished fighter, but soon her strength became unmanageable and only the master of water can tame her flames. Sadly, he was nowhere to be found. Why? It was a mystery altogether. **** "I want someone to talk to," Amanda said before taking a deep breath. "I want somebody to hold and... I can only do that with you." "I did not think you missed me that much," Christopher said with a smirk on his face. He reached for her cheeks and caressed them with both his hands before he leaned over for a kiss. Amanda's heart fluttered, seeing his lips inches from her. She gulped and said to herself, 'I might as well splurge.' **** This is a story about trusting your heart and finding your fate. Try a different kind of romance story, this time around! Give this story a chance! If Fantasy is not your thing, you may try my other novels. Note that all my novels are all romance related. :) If you like action-romance, try The President's Lover is a Fighter. If you like simply crazy and hilarious, try out Tricking my Cold Lover. *** Join me on my server: https://discord.gg/mGDZ6aH IG: https://www.instagram.com/authorlilhyz/ FB: https://www.facebook.com/LiLhyzwithlove

LiLhyz · Fantasi
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173 Chs

Hi, I Am Amanda

Keradu was a land with multiple layers of rice fields and wide sections of regions meant for crop plantation, but over the years its soils have dried, unconditioned to grow any kind of shear. Many of their people fled to other nations, especially in Plethora, but others remain, having no means to travel or start anew. 

This nation was considered the poorest of all lands. 

Hiding behind the humble homes of Kedaru, Amanda, and Christopher happily observed how the people rejoiced to see their wells and water tanks filled. 

Christopher had spread the water across their land, ensuring that each village had an abundant supply. Still, he took more than enough from Plethora that he also nourished the dried farmlands with water. 

The farmers of Kedaru were stunned to see their previously withered farmlands were moist and rice fields were once again flooded, their irrigation channels also filled with the same.