Death: She Hath Not Mercy
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  • Reads 123
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 5
  • Time 47m
Ongoing, First published Jul 13, 2022
Mature
Pushing herself onto her toes so that their lips would brush, she felt something stir in his chest.

His dark eyes bore into hers, the pools of passion, hatred and fury whirling and rippling. 

"We're a pair, you and I," he whispered.

"Pairs are equal. You will never be my equal," she whispered back.

***

There is a saying: hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Persephone knows this all too well. Tricked, stolen and betrayed, she must unearth the flames of vengeance from within herself, with which she will blaze the heavens and bask in its warmth.
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