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Fragments of shadows

Ice_hood
Love is just a word but why does it hurt so much when it's not there? Its been centuries since I last saw her, since I last heard her voice. Since I last saw her eyes which held promises of life time in them, the memories like a shard of glass piercing my heart anew. Life is no longer the same, as the whole world feels darker now. I am haunted by her memories and guilt consume me anytime I think of her. What could I have done differently? Was I not strong enough to protect her? The questions haunt me leaving me no solace. I am the prince of the vampires. A title that feels like a cruel joke. I am a broken soul who no longer sees any joy in living forever, for what is eternity without the one you love? . I am the man who lost his soulmate to the cruel arms of death. I am Rasmus and I am utterly lost. Untill I met her, Isabelle. Her very presence inspired emotions in me I tought were long lost in the sands of time. She made me feel what it is like to be loved once again , her scent and voice reminding me of the good old times with my soul mate. Now I must confront my past, and move on, and love Isabelle for herself not because she reminds me of "her" and finally mend my broken soul. Will I be able to break free of the chains of the past or am I forever destined to continue chasing after the shadows of the ghost of my former love.?
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I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

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