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Can you fall in love again when it almost destroyed everything you stood for?

Cassandrei, a goblin princess, banished to the land of mortals finds herself striving without any of her powers. With passing time she transitions into a common human and reversal from that becomes harder. 

After an accident she crossed path with someone who could unlock her powers on earth itself. She called him her "Key". Will he help her regain her powers? What happens when her powers in the land of mortals starts to attract creatures that are unheard of? Creatures that turn the everything upside down in a manner of few seconds.

Michael, a man who was running away from his own trauma ends up saving someone who was way too different to be human. At the same time he unraveled secrets about himself and everything which he once believed to be only a part of the folklores.

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"Why do you keep following me..." he asked the lady in front of him before continuing his sentence in his mind "... and why do I find it so hard to push you away"?

"Cause you are my key" She whispered. 

"Your what"? He asked skeptically to which she gave him a tiny smile.

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Can the "Key" to unlocking her powers be also the key to her frozen heart?




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Key to a Goblin's Heart

<p>I hated Mike right from the beginning. I couldn't really point out why I had such strong feelings towards him, maybe it was just his presence in my room which had been solely my own until now. I didn't want anyone else encroaching on my life, however pathetic it was. But I really couldn't prevent Mike's intrusion and that made me hate him even more. </p>

<p>My foster parents weren't bad people exactly, it would be more appropriate to say that they were rather dreamy. They had lofty ideals, as a result they had started fostering random orphan kids, but they only liked to think. Execution wasn't much in their foray, and as a result all the foster children, including myself often went neglected and bitter. </p>

Victoria Part 4