Tasting_Rainbows
Raven Nightingale never was a lover. Instead of solving her problems with gentle hugs and forgiveness, she much preferred to use her fists. If that didn't work, a bullet through the head usually would. Rejected and outcasted all her life, Raven has known nothing but violence. What better occupation to pursue other than a deadly assassin for a secret organization, not even the President knows about? The catch: no outside relationships. With anyone. Raven set a list of rules for herself to follow. Working as a bartender by day and a force of nature by night, Raven's life was perfect. Until she quite literally ran into him.
Axel Stevens pursued the undercover case to redeem himself from a previous misshapen case. But as the details start unraveling, dead bodies are hung from trees, and a certain fiery redhead he can't get out of his head begins to take part in his life, he realized he might be in way over his head. Heads will roll, cute dresses will stain with blood, and love will taint.
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So, she strung him up like the pig he was and cut him open. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and she shoved the bag in his mouth to keep any possible noises from him muffled. Finally, she allowed mercy. She watched as he took his final breath of air before he could no longer. She allowed him peace. It was not sympathy that made her end his life sooner than she would've liked. But as the minutes dragged on, the sound of her hot chocolate and a nice warm bath sounded all too appealing.
(Cover made by GrimThor3)