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Natasha's Revenge

"You know what?" Natasha asked. "It doesn't matter, whether you kill me or not, whether I die or live, I will find my way back back to take my revenge, no matter what it takes". Natasha said with gritted teeth. "Even if I have to exchange thousands of lives just to return and have my revenge, I will do it". "Take these words back to him and tell him that he will not live happily whether I live or die. "I will crawl my way out of hell if I have to just to get to him". Natasha said with a sadistic smile on her lips. Her blue eyes burned like flames. ****** Natasha a young woman who was hurt by her husband seeks revenge for the brutal murder of her family by her groom on their wedding night got the help of the Grim Reaper. They had an agreement that if he was willing to spare her and help her get that revenge that she sort she would give the lives of others in exchange for hers. The deal was made and Natasha began her quest for vengeance, killing all those who aided her husband in murdering her family... For more please read the novel. ***** WARNING! This book will contain mature content as the story progresses. Whoever cannot take a scare or stand a gory scene should refrain from reading. This is the only warning for this book. **** Join my discord server to chat with other readers https://discord.gg/gGBShbS3

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A grain is missing

Hades had been able to track down Natasha while avoiding a confrontation with Reaper leaving false energy signatures in multiple places. Sometimes even used living creatures and implemented his energy in them so that whenever Reapers sought him out he would be met with another creature.

That was his he had managed to stay alive up until after what he had done that Reaper marked him. As for Natasha, he could trace Reaper's energy in her and the souls of the dead people who were still within the soul ball. He could not claim them because Reaper hadn't given them to him but he could still use them to find the girl. After all, he was the god of the dead, and every sound in the ball was that of a dead human.