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The Hell Walker

The Hell Walker

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 20, 2020
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Fantasy
Detective Rowe is an overworked Detective. With his asshole of a father being his Captain, there was never a time he wasn't given the most unfair treatment by him. It also doesn't help that because of his father's persona, the whole team hates him. What finally tipped the bucket was when he was assigned a very confusing murder cases. His life was going so shitty... Until he met her. The girl doesn't know what she is or who she is. Between constantly trying to make sense of what the void tells her and fend off the demons that pursue her, her plate is pretty full. After escaping to the human realm, she thought she would never get far. That is until she met Detective Rowe. Maybe he's the key to finding out who she really is. And why the demons will stop at nothing to bring her back.
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"I beg you to listen" Murmuring softly as I froze in his touch. Exhaling slowly. Doing my best not run out of his hold. "What are you saying?" "I'm the Angel of Death" Scoffing and pulling from his touch. "And you were assigned to me?" "Yes" "You're an angel sent to what? Kill me?" Shoving his chest away with all my strength as I rose to my feet, fighting the ache. This was too much, I couldn't breathe. He's supposedly an angel?! An Angel of Death at that?! Lifting his hands in defense. Pain etching his perfect features. "No. No! I'm the one protecting you from-" Angela lived her day to day life with her blissful routine. School, work, home, repeat. But the tables flip when she is met by a brooding stranger that seems to follow everywhere she goes, hiding deep in the shadows but is always there. Who is he? Why was he always there when death is at Angela's doorstep. Why was he always there with every turn of her head?

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