Duplicity Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

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[A/N:- This chapter is exclusively for the Beauty 'DUA' and the BEAST 'ARIN' from another dimension. What happens if they meet before the tragedy or Dua never falls into the Dark World or never gets reborn but simply clashes with ARIN KASHYAP, makes him insane for her, and gets married to him? Let's read now] DUARIN:- Shades Of LOVE 1} (MATURE Content 18+) ARIN KASHYAP's POV:-

“Althea. Cycle 127. Two days after, she ended her life. Just a small change. His wealth still fell apart, though it moved more slowly once she was gone She replaces the book and picks up another. “‘The Duke watched me today at the ball. His eyes are like frost on a grave. I must make him see me.’” She smiles thinly. “Corvina. Cycle 211. She tried to seduce him. Far from court, he sent her away because she played too deep in politics. In a quiet nunnery, sickness took her life

His voice dropped to a growl that sent chills straight to my core. “Mine.” The word hung in the air, heavy and undeniable. In that moment, everything changed. I wasn’t just a lost girl anymore. I was his mate. The rules, whatever they were, didn’t matter anymore.

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

I gasped, clutching even tighter to Moon’s collar, as three more vampires prowled from the trees. Dual smirked. “Sorry, the minions are a cliché, but I am their Duke, and your family aren’t known for their talk before beheading policy with my kind.” “You know, I can’t see why,” I gritted out. Dual lay his hand over his heart. “And I thought that we were having a motherent. Moonlight, two beautiful people, threats of violence…” “Just tell me why your punk butt is here.”

She exclaims, watching me with a disappointing expression. “You know, the reason I fell in love with you was that you weren’t like all these other fucking jocks in this school; you were kind and hated bullying. Now you’ve turned into your fucking friends!” I look at her, not even trying to deny that I had fucked up. “Don’t you think I fucking know that?!” I say without raising my voice, but the tone of my voice made her eyes widen in surprise. “I thought that after yesterday you would be over whatever slump it is that you’re in. I thought that we could forget about yesterday and what happened in your room, but now I realise that this isn’t going to be fixed. You’ve ruined this for good now.”

And there, buried halfway through the record, I make another discovery. “It is whispered that those of Varyn descent can carry dual bonds. Rare, dangerous. Both a blessing and a curse. Their presence destabilizes hierarchies, for no Alpha will tolerate sharing what he considers his.” I stare at the line for so long that the letters blur. Dual bonds. Amaya. The idea claws through my chest. My throat tightens at the thought of it, her tied to me, tied to someone else. And my gut twists because I already know who that someone else might be.

Its cold, haunting voice echoed around us, sending shivers down my spine. Alec's grip on my hand was unyielding, a physical testament to his resolve. He squared his shoulders, a snarl building in his chest as he confronted the ominous shadow. "We won't be controlled by you, or anyone else. Our power is ours, and ours alone." The figure seemed to laugh, a chilling sound that reverberated around the sanctuary. "So naïve, alpha king. You have no idea of the potential you possess. The power of fated mates can reshape the world. And it will be mine."

“There’s silver dust outside my door, a goddess keeps carving graffiti into my ceiling, and my walls hum like they’re alive. Not to mention the bond is driving me crazy, our headmaster is a serial killer and I have a madman on my case. I think studying is the least chaotic thing I can do right now.” Luca drops a book in front of me, its spine cracked and half its pages loose. “Then read this.” The title: Forbidden Bonds: The Magic of Dualities. I frown. “Sounds cheerful.” He sits beside me. “Alpha Fart-Alot’s been experimenting. I overheard two council members talking after curfew. He’s trying to split mate bonds by siphoning their life force.” I stare at him. “Siphon?” “As in drain. If he s