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Imortal lights

MGA BUMASA 67
Mga Boto 2
Mga Parte 4
Oras 8m

MGA BUMASA 67
Mga Boto 2
Mga Parte 4
Oras 8m

Mature

death greekgods paranormal romance thanatos

Thanatos stood above the city the rain pouring heavily over is form as he watched the streets below, He could taste the end in the air for the  end slowly comes for some and quickly for others. He relished the taste of it, All soon would be one within him. All but her. 
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Thanatos never cared for mates, He knew they came and went often as the seasons for they were the living, But when he stumbled apon her this life time he surprised himself with his the automatic need for her - To own her and above all posses her. Nothing would come between them, Not even life its self.All Rights Reserved

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The Beauty Of Death (COMPLETE) ni Dreamy627

Aphrodite was tasked to make Thanatos a beautiful, mortal wife. To sit along his throne in the underworld. She was made to appear a soft, delicate flower, so much love to share, and optimism no one really had. Thanatos is the personification of death. You know, the man in the dark hooded tunic with the scythe. A Greek god tasked to collect souls of the newly deceased and bring them to the underworld. He decided when their time was up, merely decided the fate of individuals. He is the son of Nyx, goddess of night, and the brother of Hypnos, God of sleep. However a soul so sweet didn't deserve to be there. Thanatos knew her purpose, watched over her since she had been born, his hard shell never deliberately expressing care for her. But at 25 Aphrodite confronted Thanatos to bring his betrothed to the underworld. He refused, but time was ticking, the people were growing impatient. It had to be done.

Hereafter, Yours ni aniejoshy

I looked outside; the sun had set but the light remained. That little moment when the light still covers the sky before night swallows it up, that tiny moment in time is when the sky truly looks majestic. I feel the same way, this little time before the night takes me away. Everything that begins will end somehow, somewhere... "Will my end be just an end?" He asked himself, Little did he know, his end was only the beginning

Where Is Your Rider? ni AOHalston

"I have never admitted this to anyone, but my feet and wrists have seams. Some of these seams have turned grey over time, like the blade that created them. Others still remain crimson, like the wine I drank the night I committed these sins to myself. Between these seams, I hide not blood and flesh, but the truest desire I've held ever since you abandoned me. " Cast aside by his lover, despair has gripped him and left him longing for the love-story he once lived. Even during his vacation through Italy and Greece with his three closest friends, his lust for his own demise cannot be ignored. But he is unable to end it all, as in the deepest darkness of the night, he meets a riderless horse. ~ A short story of about 40 pages/10,000 words ~

Stuck | 18+ ni whyyoucarebitch

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

Annabella Snow: The Killer. ni Lysohirka

It's like the whole world stopped. Everyone just stood there, not moving or breathing. The lights faded out and my lungs ached. I couldn't breathe. No matter if I gasped, nothing would come. Everything was a blur. In that moment, I knew that I just pissed off the wrong person, and I was dying. "I love you, L-" I gasped out before the whole world started to work again. But I wasn't there, I was dead.

Roses and Thorns. ni realebethe

He tightly grabs me by my waist and he holds me in place while I still continue to get captivated by whatever it is that is happening here. "Tell me what you see." He commands in a voice that sounds so beautifully smooth and pleasant to listen to. My words are choked up and I can't even begin to explain what lies in those eyes of his. Something about his presence is reeling me in, pulling me more soulfully closer to him, something that i am not even sure is possible but I feel this connection to him, this ancient ancient connection, like I had seen him before, like I had known him for a long time, a life time. And the way he's holding me !!! He feels familiar and yet I don't even know who this man is and it would be crazy if I told him that I've seen a Storm in his eyes, a storm that I had never seen anything like it in my life. It was beautiful and enchanting. Everything that he Is at the moment. "Nothing... I didn't see anything." I lie, as my mind fully gets back to me again, and the storm finally dissappears. He let's go of me and i move to stand on my own. He looks at the features all over my face before he furrows his thick brows, in concern while he continues to stand awfully close to me and gosh he smells so good. A huge strike of lightning echoes outside before immediate rain starts pouring outside. I could have sworn that there was a zero percent chance of rainfall tonight, it was clear and there were no clouds insight, the ocean below the balcony starts to get angry too as the waves get aggressive and the moon looks as vibrant as ever right now. We both look outside before we look at each other again. "Are you sure that you saw nothing ?" He asks and I nod my head at him. "Nothing..."

𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝓹𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 ni reen_tales

He was drowning in her. In her scent, in the way her body molded against his, in the way her breath came in ragged, broken gasps between kisses, in the way her lips felt-soft, warm, intoxicating. He'd been starving for something he didn't even know he craved until now. And now, he didn't think he could ever stop. His teeth grazed her lower lip before he sucked it between his own, and she whimpered, her hands sliding up to his shoulders, clutching at the wet fabric, pulling him even closer. His heart slammed against his ribs, hard and wild, a caged beast set loose. The rain kept falling, soaking through them, mixing with the heat that burned between them. This was dangerous. This was reckless. This was insanity. But he didn't care. NO force on earth could make him stop. If she is poison, then she is his poison. And if death came wrapped in her kiss, he would drink every last drop without hesitation. 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐒- 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲 / 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 & 𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 "𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭?" 𝐃𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 / 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 (𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭) 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 & 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 / 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧

One Last Wish ✔ ni anki-cuteee

"It would have been better if I'd not seen you that day," he said, his eyes dropping on her lips. "Which day? Have we met before?" "Yes," he reduced the distance, "You...were my last wish."

Beneath the Ink (COMPLETE) ni Dreamy627

Rhodes is an intimidating man, with no expression to match your attempted humor. But his art is like no other, a talented tattoo artist he gave people their wishes but better, making something permanent, merely impossible to regret. There was only one thing to make Rhodes soft, a gorgeous woman he studied like a student did before an exam, analyzing who she hung with, who she spoke to, hoping none of the interactions were genuine although they were. With the kindness that reminds one of a warm summer day, Cecelia serves Rhodes merely everyday at the local pub she waitresses for, his order the same every time to where she forgot his voice completely after the first time. After finding out where he works, she's determined to get him to speak, after all, he was the only one who she thought to be a bit strange. Little did she know he'd been watching her for months. Loving her from afar.

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The Beauty Of Death (COMPLETE)

Aphrodite was tasked to make Thanatos a beautiful, mortal wife. To sit along his throne in the underworld. She was made to appear a soft, delicate flower, so much love to share, and optimism no one really had. Thanatos is the personification of death. You know, the man in the dark hooded tunic with the scythe. A Greek god tasked to collect souls of the newly deceased and bring them to the underworld. He decided when their time was up, merely decided the fate of individuals. He is the son of Nyx, goddess of night, and the brother of Hypnos, God of sleep. However a soul so sweet didn't deserve to be there. Thanatos knew her purpose, watched over her since she had been born, his hard shell never deliberately expressing care for her. But at 25 Aphrodite confronted Thanatos to bring his betrothed to the underworld. He refused, but time was ticking, the people were growing impatient. It had to be done.

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