True Man
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"Perhaps it was the way he watched me.. I could not look away as his steady grey eyes slunk over to me and I cowered in my rotten, dirty clothes. He blinked once, then twice, as if clearing something from his head. I knew this was it. He took his dagger from its elegant hilt and raised it above his head." Aurelia is what they call a "helot". An expendable slave who knows her role. When a growing Spartan man makes it his goal to kill her, will she make it through the night? Or has he got something else in mind? Minimal swearing Updates every Sunday! Started-10 July 2015 Revived-20 September 2019 Please let me know if there are any errors! I hope to one day publish this story! So harsh criticisms are greatly appreciated! #775 in Historical Fiction: 31 January 2016 #484 in Historical Fiction: 4 April 2016 #306 in Historical Fiction: 30 April 2016
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"Jealous?" "Why would I be?" "Because I know your fantasies." He argued. I leaned closer to him, smelling his overwhelming scent. "And I'm appalled at how they are just that. Fantasies." He smiled and leaned closer, piercing through my eyes with the blue of his. I wanted to grab the dagger beneath my pillow and kill him already. "Are you now?" He answered, coming dangerously close to me. He brought his hand up to lift my chin, our noses touching. Gods, help me. I want nothing to do with this man. I really don't. He hates me, and I hate him. Our banter is not just banter; there's always a sense of truth in between, and that's what makes it all the more addicting. - THE GOD is the master of death and darkness. Lore, previously known as Hades, rarely ever visited the mortal realm. As the gods get involved in a war against the rebellious uprising amongst the dark angels, he must work together with a group of immortals, a ruthless and serpentine assassin being one of them. THE SHADOW is a half-breed. Left destitute at seven and made a killer eleven years later, she leaves destruction and death wherever she walks the mortal realm. Forced into a team unit as punishment for her insolent behavior, she must work with the god she grew to admire and learned to hate. Alliances built on lies and hatred are inevitable to fall. Who will win in this game of the gods? (Modern Retelling of the story of Hades & Persephone)

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