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The Death Collector

==The forbidden tale of the Death and a mortal girl== Step into a world where darkness dances with desire and fate is but a pawn in the hands of the Death Collector. In this tantalizing tale of forbidden love and redemption, follow the journey of Dante, a mysterious figure who traverses the realms of life and death, guided by an insatiable hunger for souls. With his enigmatic charm, haunting presence, dark and mysterious aura, Dante beckons them into a world beyond the veil of life; drawing them into a web of secrets and forbidden desires When Dante navigates the realms of existence with an irresistible allure, drawing into a whirlwind of secrets and sensuality alike, he encounters a one spirited soul. Everything he thought he knew is challenged, and he finds himself torn between his duty and a love that defies all boundaries. With danger lurking at every turn and secrets waiting to be unraveled, embark on an unforgettable adventure where passion ignites, destinies collide, and the line between light and shadow blurs into tantalizing uncertainty. Are you ready to surrender to the ultimate temptation and indulge in the seductive allure of 'The Death Collector,' where passion intertwines with mortality in a mesmerizing dance of desires. Experience a romance that transcends the boundaries of time and space

AkumaQuil · Fantasy
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81 Chs

60. He May Not Have A Heart

Works every time. She thought but didn't say as she had many other things on her mind to say.

"Such meaningless threats wont work on me, do you hear me? If you really could kill me like you have been hinting on since the last time, you'd have done it by now, you cosmic piece of trash." Sia was glaring at him full force, pouring more venom in words by the second so she could hurt him.

Judging by the looks of his stoic features and same stare that was intense to begin with, she needed to pour some more apparently.

"I'm not afraid of you, I think that's all the power you hold, reveling in the fear of people You create by sending these minions of yours and then finishing them off by simply saying a word to show off how much power you hold so they would fear you more instead, so you could eat it all up and make you feel superior." Her eyes were narrowed at him, wriggling herself out of Teresa's grip and stepping closer.