IllyGou
- Leituras 326
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- Capítulos 3
EVERYONE THEY TOUCH DIES - EXCEPT EACH OTHER.
For 423 years, Libby has been a walking biohazard: one accidental brush of skin and it's game over. Now she's the world's oldest virgin, a shut-in, and a not-so secret romantic who spends her nights writing about the experiences she can never have firsthand.
But she isn't alone.
For centuries, a robed figure has watched her from the edges of history. Libby assumed he was a hallucination, a coping mechanism for a mind fractured by four centuries of solitude.
Then one night he slid into her DMs.
And after four centuries of living without a single IRL connection, Libby is ready to be touched by a Reaper - whatever the cost.
NOTE: This story is one of my Wattpad ONC 2026 entries. I wrote it in response to Prompt 114: "An immortal being, worn down by centuries and cursed so that anyone they touch dies, starts searching for a way to finally end their endless life. But Death, who has grown possessive and infatuated with them, refuses to let them go."
⚠️ TW: death, dirty language, sexual content, suicidal ideation.