The angel of death

The angel of death

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 10, 2015
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Fantasy
A story of guilt, death, and love. The angel of death, the grim reaper, Thanatos, or whatever you want to call him is living under a curse. struggling to suppress himself, the monster addicted to killing. The angel outcast who descends into hell every night for his acts of murder. Future Murders he is bound to do, one past murder he is bound to. Lillian, the priestess treated like a princess. Hidden and protected, locked away like a bird in a cage. she longs to be free and released from her ceremonial duties as a figure or idol. But if she escapes, will she like the world she sees? one full of death, but one full of love? can they stay away from each other, can they beat fate? ( this might sound a bit like midnight sun, but who doesn't like that type. No hate please)
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Kylie survived the brutal destruction of her pack only to discover her cold alpha mate was the one responsible for the brutal slaughter of her family and pack mates. She can't forgive and she won't forget. Kylie cooperates with his demands while she searches for a way to free the remaining survivors and herself. Success teaches her just how complicated mate bonds can be and gives her the chance to choose her own fate. "Screw the mate bond. If I went for his throat while he was driving in human form, I might be able to kill him right now, and if I didn't succeed, the resulting accident might. I leapt for the front seat, powerful jaw ready to rip out his throat as he had ripped out my family's to take my revenge. Without even taking his left hand off the wheel, he blocked me by getting his right forearm between my jaws. I bit down as hard as I could, wishing to break his bones and sever the limb. Worse, I felt the tingles of our first contact where violence had connected us. The iron of his blood mingled with the other scents around me." (This is a dark story, but not the stereotypical one where she falls in love with her captor. This is the story of escape from a toxic relationship and finding healthy love.) MATURE content including violence, dubious consent, intimacy, and mature and other possibility upsetting themes like threats of suicide and miscarriage. Not intended for the 18- crowd, sorry. #1 in Protective (10/23/21, 02/02/22) #1 in Pack (10/24/21)

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