Price of Death

Price of Death

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Romance
"I only knew two things: that this moment would last forever and that I loved him." Irieella is a hard case to crack. For almost a month she has been enduring the name calling and hidden tensions that makes up her new mysterious correctional school, yet not a tear has slid past her eyes. Known for her love of Shakespeare and loathing for reality, nobody finds her interesting enough to engage in polite conversation. The insults come easier. Yet when two new students arrive at her school, Irieella is forced to come back to a painful reality. She struggles to face the ugliness in her past and the black void that is her future. And every time she attempts to get lost into a world of Shakespeare's creation, something tears apart her fake reality. The world is fraying at it's edges. The thunderous malstorm of Heaven wages war against the fiery pits of Hell. Two Angles in training attempt to save Irieella from the worst of it. Everyone screams for their own pitiful lives or the lives of their loved ones. The world searches desperately for a savior. Questions of "why" and "please" fill the prayers that fly up to the sky. But nobody asks the right question. Who is Irieella Davies? And What has she done?
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𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐖𝐘𝐍 wears pain like a second skin. It's all she's ever known, etched into her bones, buried beneath forced smiles and hollow laughter. Once passionate, once burning bright, now nothing but ash and ruin. She pretends well, but behind the sharp tongue and unbothered eyes lies a girl screaming to be seen, yet terrified someone actually might. 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍 was born into a world already at war with him. Pain wasn't just a chapter in his life, it was the whole book. Raised in shadows, fed by poison, his lungs filled with smoke and silence. He never asked for love. He never believed he deserved it. Drugs kept the demons quiet. Cigarettes kept his hands busy. Until her. The only good card he's ever been dealt, fragile, feral, and just as broken as him. Together, Liora and Ares are destruction wrapped in desire. A love not meant to be touched, yet impossible to resist. It's messy. Chaotic. Addictive. It's the kind of love that leaves scars, and still, they keep reaching for each other, again and again. What happens when two shattered souls try to build something whole out of ruin?

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