To Give a Demon a Change of Heart
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  • Reads 64
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 6
  • Time 46m
Ongoing, First published Nov 13, 2020
Mature
Elleanor met him when she was 12; when her life turned upside down and fate decided to play with her heartstrings. It made her think that Death was indeed following her around, killing everything and everyone she ever considered dear to her.

What she didn't expect, however, is that Fate had indeed put Death in Elleanor's life, but with a totally different purpose - to make her experience love for the first time. 
Problem is, Death does not have a heart.

And if he does, it's dead and cold inside, unable to feel give and receive ; even though he took her in and let her live in his house for several years after the horrible ordeal.

Will Elleanor change the demon's heart at last? Or will she fail and finally succumb to the tight grasp of her dark past and unknown future?
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