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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

Light was the only thing I could remember, engulfing us as it expanded. But, what was that? Mini sun? I pondered upon as darkness was all that remained. Gradually, I opened my eyes and stared at my dark surroundings.

There were trees, there were bushes, there were tiny grasses all below my feet. This was new to me, but in the back of my head this felt oddly familiar. I walked towards the direction which drew me towards it and I ended up walking through a few bushes.

I stood there, shocked as I stared into a house, the memory of which had been shoved somewhere in the corner of the back of my head. I kept walking, imbibing the familiarity and anticipating what was ahead. The house was tiny, it barely had rooms, might as well call it a hut. "Mikey, come in! It's getting late" A vaguely familiar voice called out.

I froze, as I recalled the voice… could it be...?

Mike Part 1