What Have I Done?

What Have I Done?

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mar, dic 27, 2022
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It's not every day that someone who scares the living daylights out of everyone has to be stuck with someone from a past he would much rather forget. Achillean. It's a love-hate relationship for Ingressus. Ninety-five percent on the hate side. In the whisperings of the tales that have been passed down to your ears, he accidentally killed him in a battle one hundred fifty years beyond their time. But the chattering of tales sometimes amount to little more than lies. What if I told you that Ingressus never killed Achillean? What if I told you... Achillean 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥? It all begins with just before Ingressus entered that battle. And from the moment Achillean appeared on the scene, to the moment Ingressus struck him with fatal wounds, fate decided to force these two together in another time. Er, not that they became best friends again... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧.
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𝐎𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 & 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 ❝𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆. 𝑰𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.❞ -𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐤 𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯 Love is not a word with one set definition. It can mean many things. Redefined every time someone new uses it, and sometimes in a more vile and lascivious way. Love was never on the table. Completely erased from his vocabulary after his mother died an unforgiving death. However, sometimes the feeling can emerge from even the darkest places in the world. Twisted and depraved. Behind the closed doors of a kidnapper's home. Or from the void that swirls in the chest of someone's missing heart. Even between the forbidden love of an angel and a demon. Love can come in all forms, in all contexts, and can form from even the smallest smidge of scorching hate. There is never light without darkness. There is never yin without yang. There are never days without nights. There is never love without hate. There is never life without death. Even villains and demons can fall in love with heroes and angels. His salvation comes from her, and her destruction comes from him. Like clockwork, they are a match made in the universe; polar opposites, but the attraction is never stronger.

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