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Eternal Daughter

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. What if Death fell in love with Life and they had a daughter…? Life or Death The old man’s body arched, his eyes flying open, a moan escaping his lips while the heart rate monitor speeded before settling into a strong, healthy rhythm. I jerked my hand back, weight in my chest as the mist dissipated and left me to stare at the body in the bed. While Nero’s hand grasped my arm and pulled me forcefully away, I knew the truth. The old man’s eyes fluttered, opened. And he smiled at me. Alive. Healthy. Full of Life when his fate was Death. No. Not again. Her unique parentage ensures Eve isn't like her angel siblings. She brings Death at the beginning of Life and Life to those meant to die. Her continuing failures create constant disaster for her parents and the mortals she tries so hard to serve. But when Eve accidentally interferes with the Loom of Creation, she sets off a chain of events that leads her to finally understand who she really is.

Patti Larsen · Fantasie
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Chapter 152: Daddy Issues

She would have liked to smite him, but I held her back. We might need him, after all and despite her raging fury at him, I recalled her liking him once, ever so long ago, when he was her father and she was newly made. She refused to admit it, though and I hardly blamed her considering what he'd done to her in the name of protecting Creation for her very existence.

I wasn't the only one with daddy issues, it turned out.

"Maut." Nero held out both hands, face contorting, the persona of the Grim Reaper rising to the surface, the skull face overtaking my brother's handsome visage. "This belongs to you."

Had he completely lost his mind? I watched my brother fight the persona within, knew the host's suggestion wasn't the power's choice but positive if Maut decided to accept Nero would force the issue.

I was going to strangle him for doing something so stupid and Chaos was going to help.