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The Sin of an Untamed Love

Having been able to perform a little bit of magic, Tessa escapes from her home that is more of a prison to her, with the intention of going around Kingdoms she comes across. Unknown to her, the more she uses her power the more she attracts danger. What kind of danger? No one knows. Until she meets him. Zarek, a forbidden name in Eryndor Kingdom. He is the fourth Prince of the Kingdom, loathed by everyone including his father, the King, and sentenced to life imprisonment since birth. Until he meets her. Locked in one cell, both ignites something deep inside each other. A raw, untamed passion that they cannot ignore. The touch of her hand is like fire to his dead cold soul and every stolen kiss, every fleeting moment between them, becomes a sin they cannot stop committing. It is until their separation do they realize they are betrothed to each other. A bond formed by human but already destined. As their love deepen, Tessa is forced to confront the darkest secret of her bloodline. Her power goes out of control due to a curse and the more time she spends with Zarek, it becomes a threat not only to her but him too. But not in a million years will Zarek let her go. She is his life, his love and obsession. ************** “Our love… is deemed dangerous, impure and cursed. That it will break all.” Tears streamed on her face, blood oozing from her mouth. “And it will break me if you leave, Tessa.” For the first time, Zarek shed a tear. Just for her. “I love you, Tessa. Please don’t go.” Their forehead leaned on each other, as they let their emotions flow together with the rain, making silent vows. “Let’s go away from here.” They said at the same time. ************ This book is in the Cupid's Quill contest. Please support the book by adding to library, giving your votes and gifts.
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Transmuted : Love of an Evening

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.
Faria_Samira · 34.6K Views
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