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2021-11-15 12:36:23One person, two different worlds. Two different worlds, lots of different people.
Lots of different people, but only one from each world is united by love.
Kyra Valencia- known for her wit and intelligence, typical nerd type girl.
Was living comfortably and peacefully in her world, until she arrived at the kingdom of Zayeania from a faraway world.
However, for her to come back to her world, she must do her only task.
And that is...
She must find the culprit behind the king's death.
But what if her task is to kill the king, what will she do?
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"I mean we are free-willed if all is predetermined? Aren't we just characters of a book just following the scripts no matter what we may think or do?"
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"Some are fated to be together, some to be apart."
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"I know, I'm sorry."
"Are you? Are you sorry?! It doesn't make you a good person because you already did it! You didn't care!"
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"As the myth, the legend, the evilest woman alive," she said driving the knife down back up, right above his heart.
"And you, darling will be long forgotten."
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This is not your typical romance story.
This is not your ordinary old fairy tale story.
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I'm Kyra Valencia as Princess Abigail, and this is...
"The Untold Story Of Us."
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The Untold Story Of Us Abigail vs Abigail: The battle of oneself
Don't forget to vote and comment any parts of this story:)---Previously on T.U.S.O.U"You're next," she said and released a dark magic beam in her hand.Prince Dione released his power, he's watching Abigail's move so that he will know when he will defense or attack.As the Princess walks closer to them the beam in her hand gradually grows.Only one shot of that dangerous black magic beam will definitely wiped them all.She stopped walking and look them in
The Untold Story Of Us War between the three kingdoms: Survival of the fittest
Don't forget to vote and comment if you like any parts of this story! And don't forget to enjoy:)---Previously on T.U.S.O.U"Evil witches? Woodlands of the devil? How pathetic." rinig kong ani ni Abigail.Tumingin naman ako dito, she snap her fingers again at may lumabas naman na portal sa kanan nito."Let's go," sabi nito sa akin."Don't even think to escape, that's still useless. You are under my spell." dagdag nito at pasok sa portal.Tumingin naman ako
The Untold Story Of Us She's back
Don't forget to vote and comment if you like any parts of this story:)---Previously on T.U.S.O.U"Y-you're a moulting!" nanghihinakong sabi sa kaniya.Lumapit lang ito sa akin."You're right, I am a moulting," she said and snap her fingers.May pumalibot naman sa akin na kulay green naapoyatunting-untiakongnilalamonNg lupa."Y
The Untold Story Of Us The evil within me
Don't forget to vote and comment if you like any parts of this story:)---Previously on TUSOU"Goodbye, my wife," sabi nito at haliksa noo ni Misora.Kumalas naman agad si Misora."Goodbye, Dione."batinito.Nagsimula namang maglakad papalayo ang Prinsipe."Let's go?" yaya nito, tinanguan ko lang siya at sinundan papasok pero ang paningin ko ay na kay Prince Dione pa din.
The Untold Story Of Us Letting you go
Don't forget to subscribe and comment if you like any parts of this story:)---Previously on TUSOUHe doesn't deserve this but I am too dangerous to him. Baka kapag nagpatuloy pa angpagsasamanamin aymagpalitkami ng totoong Abigail at patayin niya si Dione.Hindi ako natatakot na baka hindi na ako makauwi, sa totoo lang, gusto ko na ang buhay ko rito.Natatakot ako kasi mahal ko siya, natatakot ako na sa isangiglapmawala na lang ulit siya kagaya ng dati.
The Untold Story Of Us Lies
Don't forget to vote and comment if you like any parts of this story:) --- Previously on TUSOU "Let's go, we still have an important meeting to do. Our maids will clean up this mess," sabi nito at umalis. Itutuloyniya parin angpestengarrange meeting na iyan kahit nainatakena ang isa sa mga anak niya?! "Let's go now, Abigail. Don't worry, Martha can't harm you now. You are now safe, I promise," sabi nito at balik sa noo ko tsaka sumunod kay King Feather. Nangmakaalis
