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The Death Collector

==The forbidden tale of the Death and a mortal girl== Step into a world where darkness dances with desire and fate is but a pawn in the hands of the Death Collector. In this tantalizing tale of forbidden love and redemption, follow the journey of Dante, a mysterious figure who traverses the realms of life and death, guided by an insatiable hunger for souls. With his enigmatic charm, haunting presence, dark and mysterious aura, Dante beckons them into a world beyond the veil of life; drawing them into a web of secrets and forbidden desires When Dante navigates the realms of existence with an irresistible allure, drawing into a whirlwind of secrets and sensuality alike, he encounters a one spirited soul. Everything he thought he knew is challenged, and he finds himself torn between his duty and a love that defies all boundaries. With danger lurking at every turn and secrets waiting to be unraveled, embark on an unforgettable adventure where passion ignites, destinies collide, and the line between light and shadow blurs into tantalizing uncertainty. Are you ready to surrender to the ultimate temptation and indulge in the seductive allure of 'The Death Collector,' where passion intertwines with mortality in a mesmerizing dance of desires. Experience a romance that transcends the boundaries of time and space

AkumaQuil · Fantaisie
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81 Chs

30. Visit The Grave

Visit The Grave...

"Whatever, bitch. It's not like she's the only girl here." With that he left them to try his chances elsewhere.

If Sia wasn't handling Teresa right now, she'd definitely be kicking him where the sun doesn't shine for calling her that.

Teresa blinked in confusion, only vaguely aware of what had transpired, but Sia's stern expression told her that she had narrowly avoided a dangerous situation.

Grateful for her friend's intervention, Teresa allowed Sia to lead her away from the bar, her mind spinning with a mixture of alcohol-induced haze and lingering fear. 

As they stumbled out into the cool night air, Teresa couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of her stomach, a reminder of the darkness that lurked just beneath the surface of the seemingly innocent night.

No amount of alcohol in her system can make her forget who or what is coming for her.