A Butterflies Life as Death.

A Butterflies Life as Death.

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What if you're different? What if you were born with a butterfly wings tattooed all the way down your back to you knees...two hundred years ago? What if Death...Mabuz...created you to help him reap the souls and watch the sprits? What if you fell in love with a human...that was dieing? You could never be with him...but what if you are? What if he's your only hope at leaving Mabuz's embrace?
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"Fuck off!" I yell, storming away. The nerve of that guy. It was a one night stand, I didn't marry him! I grumble as I plop into my car. Why was he being so weird now? Especially after he left like he did... I bite my lip and lean back in my seat, sighing and closing my eyes. And all that blood... He just... Licked it. And he actually... Grunted. Like he liked it. And now the weirdo won't leave me alone... I pull out my cell and see a text message from him. Dammit! Why did I give him my number!? 'You can't hide from me.' It reads. 'Go away you fucking stalker!' I message back. 'But I love you...' I sigh and throw my phone in the back seat. I have to get out of here.

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