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THE RISE OF IRAMA

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Đọc tiểu thuyết THE RISE OF IRAMA của tác giả Vivik_a được xuất bản trên WebNovel.The world is a mysterious place, we have so many things yet to explore but, are we ready to explore more than what we know?This story is about a curious boy who was different from others since his bir...

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The world is a mysterious place, we have so many things yet to explore but, are we ready to explore more than what we know? This story is about a curious boy who was different from others since his birth and wanted to explore the world to know more than what others know. Instead what he discovers is shocking, that is...his birth secret. Healing from that he learns to accept himself and moves forward with his life until... “Ahhh... I hate you! I don't even want to see your face! ” The brunette said in a painful voice. “Haha... Don't worry, the feelings are mutual. ”The bluehead replied with a smug tone. They are born rivals but an incident changes their life forever. From hate to love... From enemies to lovers...From nothing to everything... “No! please don't leave me! Don't go there! I love you...” cried out the brunette as he fell to his knees. “I'm sorry for deciding to leave you dear. But my love for you will never let me stay near you and bring harm to you. But I'm sure one day after everything settles down I'll come back for you my love... only for you... And I love you beyond starts.” From weak to strong in power... But back to being weak in love... Years passed... But his love for the other didn't. After many years of longing and yearning, he finally met his love with hopes of living happily but...as we say fate is cruel, it had other plans for them... “Hello, I'm ..... Nice meeting you again.” the blonde male said looking at the black-haired boy with so much love in his eyes. “I can't say the same... Who are you?” the black-haired asked in a confused tone, giving a shock to the other male. “You don't remember me!?” Were the memories they had just a dream? Why did it have to be like this, that one forgets and the other one remembers? Will they find their lost love or will it remain relinquished? What has fate decided for them?

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