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The Keeper of Death

Death. Death is inevitable. Something that we know will come for everyone. Everyone but me. stuck in the human world for eternity. Maxim Ryker is the keeper of death. He comes for you when it is your time. he takes you to the light or darkness. He came for me but he didn’t take me. He saved me even though he shouldn’t have and in life, every decision has consequences and we faced ours. Meeting Harley Davis wasn’t supposed to be different from any other person he was supposed to take. He wasn’t supposed to fall in love with her but he did and it ruined him. Lifetimes later, he meets the woman who made his heart alive again but this time, she is reincarnated as a man and a lot different from who she was when he gave it all up. Follow this journey of love and discovery as two people ill-fated meet and play with fate.

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Harry

He is following me.

Why?

He watches me and doesn't even have an ounce of guilt on his face. Almost like he doesn't give a shit that he was caught. I am not drunk yet, but I am at the edge of being drunk. My heart races as he takes a step towards me, on reflex, I take a step back. His lips quirked upwards. He knows the effect he has on me--fuck, he must have this kind of effect on everyone.

You can't blame me for reacting this way, this man is gorgeous, and he knows it. He knows how beautiful he is, and he is taking advantage of that.

"Why are you running?" he smiles seductively.

I roll my eyes "I am not running.''

His smile widens.

I don't know what he is thinking. I don't understand why he is here and what he wants from me. I asked him to come up last night and he treated me like I was contagious and now he is here, following me.

It doesn't make any sense.