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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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The Identity Of The 'Saint' (2)

~•Amara•~

"How?" 

It was all I could manage to speak as I was too shocked to comprehend what was going on. My mind was not able to differentiate reality from dream. The man who was standing on the other side of the room had been a part of my dreams for so long when it was just some days in reality.

I could feel two pairs of eyes boring holes into my skull, but my mind had lost control of my body. I was unable to tear my gaze away from him and provide some answers to the two curious souls by my side.

His eyes kept holding my gaze as he sauntered over to my bed. With each step he took, the smile tugging at the corners of his lips only became wider. It was the same smile which had piqued my interest in him when we first met.