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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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66 Chs

32. The Haunted Mansion (Part 1)

The Haunted Mansion...

As the night draped its cloak of darkness over the countryside, Teresa along with her friend ventured deeper into the heart of the woods. Guided by the faint whispers of ancient trees, they stumbled upon the forgotten path leading to the mansion. 

Their small stop at the tavern Paula mentioned did prove to be much needed as they underestimated not only the confusing paths that wrung around from between the massive trees but also the sheer size of the land that these woods spread across. If one find themself lost in these parts, they'd truly be in trouble.

Moonbeams danced through the gnarled branches, casting ethereal patterns upon the overgrown path. Each turn they took seemed to echo through the stillness of the night, a solemn reminder of their journey into the unknown.

Finally the grand clearing for the long stretched acres of property came to their view.