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Assassination Through the Netherworld

You get your throat slit open by your own father only to find yourself within the infamous netherworld, will you repent? will you conquer? A mortal assassin whose hobby and profession are to topple tyrants and slaughter those that believe the law is beyond them… For such people, he’s the law! Known as the ‘Bringer of Euthanasia’, ‘La Guadaña de la Parca’, ‘Shinigami’, and so on… some addressed him as Hero, some cursed him as a bloodthirsty murderer seeking dissension, and others labelled him a heartless assassin. Be it as it may, as all things, his unholy endeavour eventually came to an end. Cornered by the most elite assault team in the world in a sealed street in the United Kingdom, Valentine met his end believing he had cleaned this world as thoroughly as he could from evil, he would get to realise that Evil has a beginning, never an end. Nothingness may finally claim his wretched soul as he believed he would never go to the same place where those he longed for remained. But, would that be the case? … So he believed until he found himself falling in a free fall, in a red sky with black clouds and three bright moons hanging on the landscape. What is this new world? … The author here, I advise this book has a ridiculous amount of sensitive content, and I don't mean lemons necessarily... read under your own discretion, this is a book about survival of the fittest about though conditions beyond anything humans could conceive, this is a book of Hell... ************* Cover by BlackSnowAngel#3884 pa-tre-on.com/photosphere https://discord.gg/6xFrX5vq

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Heatwaves of Lust

  Valentine woke up smelling the roasty flavour of flesh, it slapped his nose with intensity.

His nose moved funnily until his eyes opened, what he found in the front was a smiling gaze.

"Good morning... big boy~" 

It was a Maiden named Ivanka, his arms encircled her waist and she delivered a few pecks.

She had been one of the rather lively ones, if one particular characteristic attracted him about her, was her birthmark right beneath her left eye, it seduced him to no end.

"Have you been watching me all along?" He whispered and pressed her against his body, the part of her that he could, as their bodies were still fused.

"Yes... actually, it was little sister Anne before, but... it is my turn now." 

"I'm sorry that you can't do it all you want."