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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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Taking the Horns by the Bull II

Three tablespoons of passion, seven ounces of love, a bit of lust... and five gallons of killing intent and outrage.

Two breaths merged within the darkness of the room after an outbreak of ecstasy, Vera is satisfied, she never expected to be sated so quickly after merely three rounds... due to her previous 'conditions' she had developed a certain apathy to the act of sex, but what she experienced today is something that she can't describe.

As the sages say, there is always a first time for everything, and for her, this is the first time she has 'made love' rather than just engage in a distasteful carnal rendesvouz.

It felt so thoroughly satisfying, that the happenings of the last two hours seemed to vanish from her head only to be replaced with the most utter sense of love an infatuation for the man before her, the one who had introduced her to the wonders of being a woman, the wonders of being alive.