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Smoke
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Dec 22, 2016
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Fiction
Science Fiction
"H-how do you know my name? Who are you?" "I am Sesrial. I am here to guide you through the afterlife. And I know everything about you. I even know that you stole a cookie and blamed it on your dog." I gulp. "Why do I need to have a guide?" "Do you not see the empty barren in front of you?" The figure chuckles. "Stupid girl. Let's go."
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Life never was going to be easy, I knew that. But even I couldn't anticipate teaming up with my ex-boyfriends mysterious wife, or the darkness she unintentionally walks us into. All bets are off when one of the Kings of the underworld requests an audience, and no fool, even a jester would deny him. Unless you want him off with your head. **** It's the simplest things that he makes seem so grand. The way he sits, blinks, hell even the way he picks up his glass of vodka. His tattooed hands wrapped around the glass, finding the right amount of grip so as to not break it. Glancing at him only one time I know he is the definition of beautiful chaos, perfection. One breath, two- "And that's your problem now." His deep voice whispers in my ear, the goosebumps that ripple my skin let me know this is very much real. "You don't realize that the promise of a man like me, is forever and binding."

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