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A Mortals Guide to Deities: Death, Exes, and Other Things that Need My Help

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Death's had better life times. He's tired, stressed, irritated and slowly starting to loose things. A soul here, a reaper there; and  something he can't remember. Deciding to make a change he spares the soul of one human granting them a gift: paracausality. The gift of being able to decide her own fate. Hoping to bring a change to his boring and mundane existance. 

Lillian Iona Grant has a new patient, Mister Thade T. Areper. A wealthy if not glower philanthropist who has asked specifically for her services. 
Trouble soon finds the two when someone or thing takes deadly aim at Lillian with a blade that shouldn't exist. Now with someone hunting her trying to both help and decrypt  her new patient while staying alive becomes a new challage. 

On the other had if Death could keep his mind off how gorgeous she looks in her little pencil skirt long enough to figure out what is hunting his little therapist he might get the help he needs before something dark in him takes over.All Rights Reserved

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Of Serpents and Stars by DET088

"The pools are not lost, but waiting. It matters not if you turn away; He can still see you." _____________________∆§∆____________________ After escaping from the cult that held her captive for two years, ex-bounty hunter, Yara, is forced to join deputy Cade and marshal Bone to retake their small town in hopes of gaining a shred of freedom. But, when an unknown militia infiltrates the Syndicate, the secrets Yara had kept for five years comes to light and she has to choose to either run away or face the dangers that threaten the planet she once called home. Will she entrust her skeletons in the closet to her comrades? Or will she die trying to keep them harbored within? ***DISCLAIMER*** This is the second draft of my novel. The first draft is NOT on WattPad

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭| 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 |𝟏𝟖+ by Psycho_xbabyx

**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

• Experience of Life • [ Completed Storyline ] by NoahKnight2

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The German's Obsession by Amethyst_Moonn

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

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His Second Chance (Book 1) by LadyDemonRaven

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Tourniquet by beingellie

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The Underworld: Book One of the Dark Worlds [Edited!] by nightwish6

"That Soul of yours is gonna destroy the Human World, Amy." Mercy told me and I breathed in, hugging my knees closing to my chest. Tears threatened my eyes but I didn't want Allenir to see them. I sighed and breathed in. "I know but Allenir would disagree with me." I told her and she nodded. "That boy, he doesn't like the fact that he lost his mother now you." she said and smiled, "Well plus that he's a Demon and Angel's ofspring that pisses him off more than anything. But if he wasn't gonna search for Halfings then this world would be a goner." Allen Walker had just turned into a Vampire but when Angels and Demons start to attack him and claim that he is Allenir, a son of a Demon and Angel, a forbidden offspring. He returns to normal form before he had the body of a Human. Now that Amy Melga, a girl who fell into the Underworld, holds the power to destroy the Human World and the Underworld into the Human World. She wants to help him but soon she becomes the target of a Fallen Angel, Nellaf, who has the soul of a Demon but the body of an Angel, and to make the Underworld come to the Human World he must kill Amy's Soul. A dark, romantic twist in every chapter and supernatural love brings the reader into the Underworld.

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Of Serpents and Stars

"The pools are not lost, but waiting. It matters not if you turn away; He can still see you." _∆§∆ After escaping from the cult that held her captive for two years, ex-bounty hunter, Yara, is forced to join deputy Cade and marshal Bone to retake their small town in hopes of gaining a shred of freedom. But, when an unknown militia infiltrates the Syndicate, the secrets Yara had kept for five years comes to light and she has to choose to either run away or face the dangers that threaten the planet she once called home. Will she entrust her skeletons in the closet to her comrades? Or will she die trying to keep them harbored within? DISCLAIMER This is the second draft of my novel. The first draft is NOT on WattPad