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Divinity Origins

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Dawn and Chaos. Light and Darkness. Fire and Ice. Two of the Eight Creators who fight the pull to one another more than any of the other six.  But its been centuries since Eros last saw Chaos. Since the great flood wrecked the World and her fire melted his ice. But the urge to see Chaos was growing once again. So fierce she wasn't sure how much longer she could resist. She just had to hold out until her heir could take over. Because Dawn didn't think Earth would survive another connection with her mate in every sense of the word. 
For some say the world will end in fire, others say ice. But if Eros knew anything about her lover, heart, mate, and soul...she knew it would end in desire.Todos los derechos reservados

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She woke to a world washed in silver. The clouds hung low, heavy with secrets. And when the rain began, soft, deliberate. She welcomed it like an old friend. But this morning wasn't like the others. Between the drops, she saw them. Tiny beings, born of shimmer and storm. Fairies. Real ones. They moved like the rain itself knew how to keep them hidden. And in that quiet wonder, something ancient stirred. Everyone else rushed past, umbrellas raised, eyes down. No one noticed. Except her. One fairy remained. Still, glowing, watching her like it had been waiting. When she whispered, "Hello," the world began to shift. But the rain wasn't the only thing falling that day. A parcel was coming. A diary that writes back. A demon who already knows her name. And a truth her father buried long ago. The past isn't sleeping. It's waking up.