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Hellbound With You

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "I love you, despite the danger signs." ____ Sheltered and innocent Abigail is terminally ill. She knows she will die soon so before she dies, she wants to fulfill her one and only wish - to fall in love. She wants to experience loving someone romantically. But under one strange condition- she wants a man who will not fall in love with her because she doesn't want him to suffer when she's gone. She met Alexander Qinn, the coldhearted and mysterious man. He warns her from the start that he doesn't do love and that he is dangerous. But that made him the perfect man for Abigail. He was exactly the kind of man she was looking for. Alexander will teach the innocent Abigail about his kind of pleasure while Abigail will show him the joy of doing simple things in life. Their completely different worlds collide, Abi's illness and the mysteries about Alexander will slowly be revealed. Can Abigail handle his own kind of hell? Can Alexander handle her light? ___ VOLUME 1 [MAIN STORY] - STATUS: COMPLETED A story of a terminally ill girl and a heartless man. ____ VOLUME 2 [SPIN-OFF] - STATUS: COMPLETED A story of a vampire prince and a feisty and rich human girl. ____ VOLUME 3 [SPIN-OFF] - STATUS: COMPLETED A story of an ancient witch's unrequited love. ____ VOLUME 4 [SPIN-OFF] - STATUS: COMPLETED A story of a ghost and a vampire prince. #enemies-to-lovers ____ Cover is mine so don't use it. Instagram account: kazzenlx.x facebook page: author_kazzenlx Discord server: https://discord.gg/UGTA3A4

KazzenlX · Fantasy
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932 Chs

Awake

In no time, Alexander arrived at the foot of the hill. 

The place was forested and steep, but Alex found the exact spot written on the note in no time at all, as if he didn't need to even have to search for it. 

The moment he stood there, Alex's blazing eyes fell towards the man who was nonchalantly playing the flute as he sat on the grass with his left knee folded, while he leaned against a wall right next to an old wooden door that was already decaying. 

"Zeke." Alex squinted his eyes as he glared down at him. However, Zeke simply looked up at him, unfazed, as he continued playing the flute, as coolly as ever.  

Alex was about to approach the man when suddenly, his eyes were drawn towards the old door beside him.