The Evolone's Curse

The Evolone's Curse

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In a corrupt magic society, Shadow Blake seeks justice for the death of his mother at the hands of an aspect god. Justice and vengeance are the same thing, the only difference is morality. One life compared to two, only difference perspective. Violet Krypten, a girl from the Alkirian wasteslands finds her way to follow her dreams, leaving frigid cold she's used to. But when her dreams fall flat, she questions everything she thinks knows. Will her love for Shadow cloud her judgment? this is my original idea hope to get it published, here the first chapter.
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Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

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