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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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Shopping (7)

~•Amara•~

I was already finding it hard to keep my emotions in check. Every single time his fingers brushed against my skin, shivers ran down my spine. It wasn't the shivers which were making me feel so flustered, it was the feeling of being left wanting for more. 

It would not be a lie if I was to say that I was craving for his touches. I was craving for him more and more. It didn't require a genius to tell it. It was too evident from the way my senses were going numb, from the way my breathing was becoming more and more shallow with each ticking second. 

"Hey? What is it?"

There was a small pause before he continued with his words. "Talk to me, little foxy. What's troubling you?"

What was troubling me? What exactly was making me act like that? I wish I had a clue. If I did, I wouldn't have hesitated in sharing it with him. But too bad for me that I didn't have the answer to his question.