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Love from the ashes

Love, Betrayal, Blood, but not Hatred. Only cold revenge, and a son to complete the family. "D" Section, a nonexistent military unit. "D" for dark, "D" for depth, "D"... for death. It demanded no attachment, and Daemon sacrificed love for it. Years later, the death of his teammates made him feel that he had done enough for the country, so he came back to the city he grew in. But can what has been forsaken be gained back? Because now Evelyn, the one to have breathed vitality in his numb, orphaned heart, had her own life, and a little boy calling her mother. Also, while he left his life full of dead bodies behind, did that life really let him go? From the ashes, will it love or... ? _ _ _ Two lovers who still love each other even with scars left behind by past events. They narrowly miss a chance to meet again and rekindle the lost spark, with him left with an empty heart, and her with her pain renewed, only buried because of the sun of her life, her son, their son… that he knew nothing about. They each continue with their own life in their own way. Their paths even almost become parallel to each other, almost taking the opposite direction with new commitments. But fate be damned, even if it now seems to push them toward each other. From the ashes, their love shall blaze anew. Or maybe not. Find the answer yourself. ___ First draft of characters image on my discord, a channel for fans to get together: https://discord.com/invite/C86EJvCJdd Comment and review, don't forget.

LifeDayDreams · Urban
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251 Chs

193 - From the ashes

To say that Ryan almost jumped to his feet would be an understatement. The lightning he felt coursing through his body almost gave him back strength in his legs.

"Impossible!!!"

Ryan's exclamation was followed by a question in a quieter voice as his brain worked overtime to arrive at a startling conclusion:

"They are targeting you? They dare?"

As for who Ryan was talking about, none of them said anything, as Daemon replied with his silence.

"..."

Daemon raised his head to look in the mirror, meeting his own chilling dark eyes.

"Did they go after Jason?"

"They are dead."

Ryan opened his mouth, before closing it. His face started warping, as he spoke again:

"Are they so afraid of you or are they just looking down on you that much? They should know what you are capable of. Are they mad!? You have pulled yourself out of that shit already, for God's sake!!!"