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Her mercy to His penitence

"Don’t do it love! Please. Am sorry I hurt you. How can I live without you? Forgive me. " The girl stood at the cross road. Tears streamed down her pale cheek as she debated between listening to his pleas or to her heart. She was tired and could no longer take any of it. He took everything from her yet she stayed until she felt that her soul was no longer alive. Each pain he caused chipped a little at her soul until there was nothing left to give. She was now an empty soul that was hanging on a thin thread. She was only breathing, but being alive never counted as living. It was time to let go. She closed her eyes and run in to the middle of the road. A loud screech was heard as her blood painted the black tarmac red. Nooo….. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@ NOTE: This work is on-going and not yet edited. DISCLAIMER The cover was made by my darling sister, @Bash. The images used is attributed to the rightful owner. Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

MUHACHE_JUMA · Urban
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His Angel

Three in the morning was the most auspicious time. It also happened to be the time when nature was at its peak beauty. 

Currently, the silvery beauty hangs above in the vast dark delft blue sky. Serenading her were the twinkling stars that competed for her attention.

With such a ceremonial view, she made nature more beautiful and serene. The entire galaxy stole one's heart at a glance.

In a study room, a man sat working diligently on something. His sturdy broad back was attractive from every angle.

His posture was that of a man who felt at ease with himself. With the drawn window, the moonlight illuminated his features.

Aside from the lamp on the table, the moon was the only other source of light. He seems to be blind to its charm. 

The figure was so lost in his work and appeared like a celestial being. While the world slept, he paid no mind to them. He was in a world of his own.