Death's Angels

Death's Angels

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My hands ran up his chest and I leant forward tracing my lips up his neck. His pulse was racing and his breathing was ragged as I pressed myself flush against his muscular body. Any woman would have run at the sight of this man, I had to admit it myself, it was a risky case to take. I bit his lip and slowly started to kiss him, he was stiff at first but surprised me with his skills. My hand slipped the dagger out of my skirts and raised it. He was distracted and it only took seconds to slit his throat. Realisation struck on his face but it was too late, he fell back limp as the colour drained from his cheeks. Smirking I pulled my hood up and wiped the dagger clean on his shirt. Droplets fell and stained the white snow a crimson red beneath us. It was done, who's next?
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Before I begin, I just want to say that this story does include some mature themes. I will also give out a warning a chapter prior to these scenes. Getting that out of the way, let's go onto the story description... *This book contains explicit content* *EXTRACT FROM THE BOOK* I stared at him, cooking and whistling, something that I could not do, or should I say, wasn't bothered to do. I decided to move away and to try and find an exit but I didn't even take one step back when I heard his voice. "Princess? Is that you?" I saw him raise his head before shooting his eyes onto me. The sudden gaze caused to heart to race while it froze my body as if I have turned into ice. I felt the fear engulf my body, eating me inside out. "You aren't scared of me... Are you?" he asked me, I sensed the envy in his voice. That mixed with his harsh tone caused a wave of goosebumps to course through my body. I wanted to begin by asking him where was I? Why was I here? Why was he here... I wanted to ask him, but I couldn't, the fear was just all too much for me. "Come on... Speak to me... Ask me..." he began. "Ask me 'why am I here' and all of that crap... Entertain me with your fear." I saw him slowly gripping a knife that was on the countertop, with his eyes still on mine. The sides of his mouth slowly began tilting upwards. All the bitterness and the cold, it was all so visible in his eyes. I looked at him in horror, noticing him as he took his first steps towards me. "Talk to me... Because this might be the only time you will ever be able to talk, " he said this sentence in such a calm tone, it caused me once again to shiver with goosebumps. "W-what do you mean...". Never in my life have I stuttered, until then.

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