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The Final Messenger
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Complete, First published Dec 18, 2020
Mature
Me?

They stay like that for a few moments, one girl's hand on the other. Niryn swallows a bit of saliva, making Adria's eyes follow it travelling down her throat. There's something hungry in that stare.

I have dark thoughts too. And desires.

"So," Niryn pauses. "What now?"

•••

A seventeen year old girl makes a deal with a wealthy family in the unassuming, icy Northwest English countryside to lure humans for their next meal. In return, her life is spared. Along the way, she meets a girl with flaxen hair who sweetly hums in a tongue no one understands. 

Will she stay on this journey of hunting her fellow human, or will she find reprieve from all this blood and mess?

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