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Love Reaps

Love Reaps

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 9, 2012
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Fantasy
He seemed to get the picture that, I wasn’t use to all this crazy shit. “Scarlet, that was something that I actually regret happening, okay?” he whispered sincerely. “Now I’m going to make sure that doesn’t happen again.” It was almost scary how sincere he was being, I was tempted to even agree it was my fault for the creepy kidnapping incident. “Though it would be easier if you weren’t so danger prone, but there’s no cure for that.” I knew that it was too good to be true... The Grim Reaper, harvester of souls, dweller of death had a girlfriend? He needs the help of a meer mortal Scarlet Brone, to set off on a weirdly wondeful adventure to help bring back his deceased love. She, a 17 year old sarcastic, danger prone girl and Daemon Xavier, her guide and and short fused saviour, must adventure around in the underworld and beyond to collect all the jewels of the Koray necklace. Will they be able to stand each other; will Scarlet return alive; will they get Grims lover?
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He walks forward, pressing the blade into his throat. His skin is taunt against the serrated edge, and blood beads around it until it drips down his neck in a crimson trail. My eyes widened, wanting it. He is looking at me with those dangerous, glinting green eyes, daring me. "Kill me, then. If you feel nothing, you can kill me. Then you can leave.The choice is up to you. It always has been," He whispers. His words leave me as cold as the blade at his throat. My heart is subjected to this stabbing pain, like I'd turned the knife on myself, and I would rather it be like that. "But if you don't," he whispers," you are mine and all mine. We will rule the dawn of a new age, we will complete our bond, and you will forget about her. Make your choice." I can hear my heart beat in my ears, and I swallow agaisnt the rush. These are my options. Kill him, or agree to be his. I make my own choice. I can not take my freedom away. I can not be the mate he wants, but I can not kill him. With a deep breath, I turn the knife on myself. Aurora, a girl with only one name and abandoned at birth in a war torn land, finds herself lost in a sea of witches, drowning in everything she can never have. Or so she thinks, the night a divine interference rips her from her home leads to a butterfly effect of deadly, chaotic spirals. Something dwells in the unknown shadows of Aurora's soul, something lurking just behind the screen of consciousness, something passed down through the generations as greater beings try to avoid the annihilation of our world. Is she just another part of the fall out, another victim to an unending tragedy between two cosmic beings? There's only one thing that can help her, and it stands before her in the form of a green eyed werewolf mercilessly killing the witches she's grown up loving. She thinks he can protect her, but what will she do when he needs protection...from her? #12 in destruction #11 in strife

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