Divinity Origins
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Last published Tue, Feb 27, 2018
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.
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