I am Death
  • WpView
    Leituras 29
  • WpVote
    Votos 3
  • WpPart
    Capítulos 4
WpMetadataReadEm andamento8m
WpMetadataNoticeÚltima atualização qua, mai 16, 2018
WpInfo
Ficção
Paranormal
She looked his demons in the eye and smiled. She fell for the very thing he thought she'd fear - what everyone feared. Death. She can't make up her mind, and he is called to her constantly; so constantly in fact that he feels something he has never felt before. Something he can't possibly understand. Love.
Todos os Direitos Reservados
#518
afterlife
WpChevronRight
Junte-se a maior comunidade de histórias do mundoTenha recomendações personalizadas, guarde as suas histórias favoritas na sua biblioteca e comente e vote para expandir a sua comunidade.
Illustration

Talvez você também goste

  • The experiment.
  • INCUBUS | kim.jongin  [completed]
  • 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒
  • I Feel You [Jeon JungKook] One Shot
  • His Fallen Angel
  • The Shadow of Death
  • Sinners
  • Defying Gravity
  • The angel and her demon
  • An Angel Falling in Love with a Demon

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

Mais detalhes
WpActionLinkDiretrizes de Conteúdo