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𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅ crimson moth & witch hunter
IT WAS ONLY LATER, after Gideon fell asleep with Rune cocooned in his arms, that she lay awake, her whole body buzzing with a frightening realization. I’m in love with him. Instead of getting Gideon Sharpe out of her system tonight, Rune had gone and gotten herself addicted. The hunted had fallen for the hunter.
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𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅ little fighter & binding 13
Every part of me was wholeheartedly in with this girl. It felt like she had been in my life forever. Like I'd never known anything other than Shannon. She was my first love, and she was scary as fuck to me. Being with her was an obsession that threatened to consume me daily.
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𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅ aoife molloy × BRATZ
Joey's girlfriend was absolutely stunning with an envious figure, long blonde hair, and a beautiful face.
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𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅshadow boy & his daisy
You cannot hurt yourself, Daisy. You must not. Hate me, hit me, do anything you want to me. Cut up my suits and set fire to my books. Tear my heart to pieces and scatter them across England. But do not harm yourself- I swear on the Angel, if you die, I will die, and I will haunt you. I will give you no peace.
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𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅ america's it girl & the prince of ersorvia
At that moment, in that brief second before she screamed bloody murder, all I could think was, the poets are right. No one will believe me, and many others will think I am insane. But I want the sun to rise with my name on her lips and my hand on her hips.
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𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅ lost queen of arya & king of tulan
More than that, he wanted to fall to his knees. This tremble inside him, this madness in his heart– it was all for her. All for her. He could hardly look at Alizeh without losing his mind; nearly four weeks he’d seen her only in his dreams, and he’d all but forgotten how finely wrought she was in real life, how delicate her features, how soft the curves of her cheeks. He came to life when she smiled, drew breath when her eyes brightened, died when she left a room. She’d smelled like roses. His roses.
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𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅ valenda's sweetheart & the prince of hearts
“I used to wonder if fate was real,” she said gently. “I used to fear it meant that I had no real choices. Then I secretly hoped fate was real and that you and I were fated, that by some miraculous chance I was your true love. But now I don’t care if fate is real—because I don’t need it to decide for me. I don’t need it to make this choice. I’ve made my decision, Jacks. It’s you. It will always be you, until the end of time. And I’ll fight fate or anyone else who tries to tear us apart—including you. You are my choice. You are my love. You are mine. And you are not going to be the end of me, Jacks.”
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