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Death's Lover

"Why are you wearing cow head mask? Lilith asks you this question the third time." Amon groaned, tipping his head up. It made the snout of his mask point at the sky, making Lilith giggle as she found the view funny. "It's weird. Lilith thinks you're ugly that's why you're hiding your face." Hearing this, Amon couldn't help but look at her through his mask. If only he wasn't wearing it, Lilith would see how he arched a brow at her statement as he didn't like what she said. "You said it's rude for people to be ignored. Aren't you being rude for making such a remark?" "Oh!" Lilith gasped, making her cuter as she immediately touched her mouth with both of her hands in an attempt to shut herself up. The little girl spoke again, her voice heard even though she talked softly. "Lilith didn't mean to... Lilith is sorry. But Lilith was honest. Doesn't that make Lilith a good girl?" *** Amon, the Grim Reaper, appeared in the mortal realm to fulfill his job in collecting the souls of the dead. However, an unusual event occurred when he was about to collect one dying pregnant woman's soul. She was giving birth right before she died, making Amon panic and worry as her dying wish was for him to save her child! With the Grim Reaper actually a softie and is willing to take care of the infant despite the rule of their job to not interfere in mortal affairs, what lies ahead for Death and his now-growing human, Lilith? *** "Why do you wear that?" "19 years have passed—" Amon started, "—and this is still what you want to ask about?" "Well, yes." Lilith grinned. --- WARNING: Some chapters of this story contain mature R-18 content. FUN FACT: The world here is connected to "The Soul Eater's Possession" story's world, but this can also be a stand-alone book. COVER ARTIST: Haryu WSA ENTRY 2022 Update Schedule: 1 chapter every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday 6PM GMT+8. Want to further show your support? Send me a ko-fi~! ^^ Link: https://ko-fi.com/mysticamy

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The Purple Rose

It was already 5 PM and Gwen, Ava, Angeal, and Martha were already in the kitchen, preparing for dinner as they do the final touches and procedures in the meals. Edwin and Arvid, however, continued their usual training outside the mansion. 

Ivar and Devin made their way to the dining room as they decided to wait for dinner. 

"Oh!" Angeal was quite surprised to see them as she put Spaghetti in the middle of the dining table. "Where is Eleonor," she asked, coldness etched in her voice. 

"Ah, you don't have to worry about her anymore," Ivar replied, his eyes looking at the pasta hungrily. "She went home already," he added, making Angeal sigh. The two boys looked at her in wonder when she did. 

"What's with the sigh," Devin asked as he pretended to browse the web with his phone. "Don't you want her out of the mansion," he added, making Angeal cough slightly before she replied.