The Dead Reaper

The Dead Reaper

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Death. Dead. Die. Those are the worlds describing the end, the dead end to be precise. The end of what? The end of life. The end of everything. Death is the end of the existence. But what if people from your school supernatural club were right? What if ghosts really exist? That would only mean that the previous statement is wrong. The flame flickered casting a shadow towards the wall opposite. It was dancing with some sort of a wicked will controlling its manoeuvres. What if there are people who are able to see them? The first thing that emerged out of the shadow was a hand. Skeleton's hand. What if... The dark seemed to surround the hand like a cloak chasing after it further and further away from its origin. When the sleeve formed, the cloak rose higher almost reaching the ceiling and shaping an enormous hood. ...there are creatures... The fire flickered. ...who connect the world of life and death? Dimmed. Went out. The opposite wall wasn't surrounded by shadows anymore. There was a person. A creature. The long black cloak revealed only two bony hands. In one of the hands, there was a long, black stick. There was a curved blade at the end of the stick It was a scythe. Let me tell you a story about death, about secret and about love. A story of someone who walked the path between the life and the death. Of someone who connected our worlds. Let me tell you a story about a dead, lost girl searching for her own place in this universe. A story of a lost soul wandering down the empty streets with her head full with doubt. A story about their love. ............................................................ GIRLS LOVE LESBIAN !WARNINGS! Blood Curses 18+
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***Currently being edited and updated.*** I held onto my gun until all the blood in my hand had gone back into my arm. My knuckles were as white as snow, and I watched as the person whom I used to hate was getting brutally beaten to death, and I couldn't do anything about it because that was the plan. It's funny how feelings change over time. I tried to stay calm, I had to for the sake of all those poor girls, but they let out a blood-curdling scream, and that was my last straw. I wasn't going to let anything happen to the person I had slowly fallen in love with... I can't... cause if I do, I'm no better than my mother. **** Alexandra Slick, or more famously known as Ajax, is one helluva mafiosa. Her mother, the head of an all-female mafia, is a woman who takes other girls and women in need under her wing, to give them a home, and a better life- The same way she gave to Andra. Or is that all just a facade? Andra's stuck between a moral dilemma between sticking to her family, even if they weren't connected by blood, but still... Who is telling the truth? The facts, or the stories that she grew up with? Then... then came in Marcus Dane- the man who changed it all. For good or for worse? We'll find out.

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