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Flirting With Death

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Reads 209,326
Votes 10,449
Parts 21
Time 2h 42m

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He extends his hand and I'd be lying if I said I only hesitated a bit to shake it. When I finally did, my hand was enveloped by his, except it wasn't warm and inviting, instead cold and rough.  It sent a shiver down my spine.                                                                                     
 "Name's Demetri," he smirked, his almost black eyes glistened, "But you can call me Death."All Rights Reserved

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Ten Days

"Give me ten days." He whispered, fighting my reluctance to look into his eyes. "Ten days?" I asked, crossing my arms. Did this guy think that this was a joke? Or a game? "Ten days and I'll give you ten reasons to why you should want to stay alive." He answered, biting his lip. "I don't even know you-" "Deal?" He asked sternly, cutting me off. "Do you even know my name?-" "Deal?" He repeated. I shifted and searched my brain for any reason- any- to why I should refuse. But really, what was there to lose? "Deal." I whispered.