"𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘭. 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘙𝘛𝘠 𝘠𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘚!!"
The ghost realm is where all people, good and bad alike, go after death. Most people lived happy and fulfilled lives upon entering the afterlife. You could live anywhere you wanted, and you could live in any timeline you imagined. For Mikhail though, Not so much.
Mikhail's family had been cursed with getting hurt and feeling pain after death, for things unexplainable while they were alive. It was like they never died in the first place! However, It wasn't so bad for a while, going on the same routine every morning waking up, eating, staring, reading, and sleeping. There was only one 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 problem. Someone Mikhail knew manifested their life (and death) to make sure he wouldn't live comfortable immortality. Only then Mikhail realized he needed help, even if he didn't want it, reuniting with someone unexpected...
I hope you enjoy reading it! This is my first published story, and I worked for a while on it! If you came from Instagram, this story is canon to my characters :]
⚠️Warning! This story contains: (Semi) Violence, Family trauma, Blood, Death, and historical events⚠️
-This story is not meant to be taken literally. Despite having real events listed, this is all historical fiction and not to be taken seriously, or adapted to current events.-
MUSIC IS NOT OWNED BY ME. ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR ORIGINAL CREATORS.
Art is by me (hehe) ;D
Inspired By @Reflectiron and @Onyxxcrow
Life never was going to be easy, I knew that. But even I couldn't anticipate teaming up with my ex-boyfriends mysterious wife, or the darkness she unintentionally walks us into. All bets are off when one of the Kings of the underworld requests an audience, and no fool, even a jester would deny him. Unless you want him off with your head.
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It's the simplest things that he makes seem so grand. The way he sits, blinks, hell even the way he picks up his glass of vodka. His tattooed hands wrapped around the glass, finding the right amount of grip so as to not break it. Glancing at him only one time I know he is the definition of beautiful chaos, perfection.
One breath, two-
"And that's your problem now." His deep voice whispers in my ear, the goosebumps that ripple my skin let me know this is very much real. "You don't realize that the promise of a man like me, is forever and binding."