"You think you do not know who I am. But you do." M.
Sarah Broughton has come a long way from the days when she went by her real make-up Sally Bolton. Now and up coming actress on a hit TV cop show, Sarah is living the life most people life most people dream of. But her life beautiful California house, someone is watching Sarah's every move... someone who is obsessed with her and is poised to do whatever it takes to make her his... someone's who's ready to kill and kill again to prove his love her.

When Sarah begins receiving letters that are mysteriously signed with the letter "M", she thinks they're from some harmless admirer. Then her real name Sally appears in the third letter, and she knows there's more to the sinister letters. Could someone from her dark past be stalking her? I when Sarah stumbles upon a corpse on the beach a heart with her name drawn in a sand next to the body, she realizes her life is in danger.


Detective Arvo Hughes of the LAPD Threat Management Unit specializes in the hunting down the most dangerous stalkers. But even his many years of experience haven't prepared him for the depraved mastermind he's up against. When someone close to Sarah become the next murder victim, Arvo must learn to think the diabolical killer who won't stop until his obsession is sealed with one final lethal act of love.

Alice, The Beauty Queen accidentally slept with her ex-boyfriend Peter and this lead to make her fiance Christopher misunderstand her. This led her to figure out the indecent relationship of her fiance and her half sister Julia.
 After the huge turn of events, Gradually Alice fell in love with Peter.......
" Baby, I miss u soooooo much."
" Honey, This not counts, Give me a kiss..."

Decisions are hard to make. Peter white a daring omega, somehow finds himself in this dilemma. Making decisions on love, friendship and family.

" it's either one of them or none of them Peter,you can't have them both"

Decisions are hard to make. Peter white,a daring omega,finds himself in this dilemma. A decision of love, friendship and family. 


"Henry or Liam,you can't have both Peter,you know you can't"

Arabelle Hernandez is inlove with her childhood friend, Peter Theo Pan.

Alam niyo yung feeling na ikaw naman 'yung laging nandyan para sa kanya, pero iba pa din ang pinili niya? That's what happened to Belle.

Peter chose to court Wendee instead, Belle's girl friend.

In Neverland, there are lost boys who are always hanging out with Peter, right?

These lost boys are craving for love too.

So what if this time, Belle got the chance to be chosen, not only by Peter but one of the lost boys too?

"Wow didn't think you had the balls Danni boi."

I glared at Kail as I gently lifted her into my arms, her wings limp behind her. Peter approached kissing her on the forehead, he looked at me. 

"You had no choice."

I nodded gently kissing her on the lips before I handed her over to Kail. 

"Hide her well Kail I will try to buy you both some time."

Kail for once abandoning his dark humour, for all his don't care attitude I could tell he had real feelings for her. 

"I won't let anything happen to her, good luck little bother."

I watched as Kail left with her in his arms, I couldn't look away. I had no idea if I would ever see her again but at least she would be safe with Kail.
I felt Peter's hand on my shoulder. 

"You really do love her don't you?"

"More than I ever thought possible."

I headed for the door. 

"Dantalis you know what they will do to you."

I sighed not looking back. 

"I must face my punishment, while they are dealing with me Kail will already have her safe in the underworld."

Cam quickly blocked the door

"You cant do this I told you before they will just send another and you will have died for what? to give a few more days of life whats the point lets think about this."

I opened my mouth to answer however I could sense they were here before they even showed themselves. 

Before any of us could react two angels appeared beside me each grabbing hold of one of my arms. I didn't struggle as they forced me to me knees facing the room behind us. 

"Of all people to have a change of heart you were the last person to come to mind."

Michael entered from Reece's room to stand before me looking down like an executioner.

"Where is she?"

Peter summoned his sword 

"Michael-"

Not even looking Michael yelled 

"I will deal with you later!"

Peter was held like me by a third and Gabriel as they forced him to his knees. Peter stopped struggling when he saw Gabriel. Anger instantly fueled in his face.

"still doing Mihcaels dirty work I see."

"Be silent for once in your life Peter."

Gabriel smashed the hilt of his sword into Peters head knocking him unconscious. 

"take him back and put him in a cell."
 
Michael smiled at the exchange as he turned back to me 

"I will find her Dantalis mark my words I will not let evil win because of one angel too selfish to realise her death will save the world."

He looked to the angels still holding me down. 

"Take him away we will deal with him when we get back."

"What about the human and the other one?" 

One of the lackies behind me asked

"erase the humans memories and bring Camdahar with us he can share his brothers fate."

"No! Please Michael he has nothing to do with this hes innoc-"

One of the angels lifted the hilt of his sword and knocked me on the head, I fell to the floor the last thing I saw was Gabriels eyes there was so much torment in them.

—————

I woke hours later my head pounding I was in a cell with trinium bars. I could see other cells Peter was across from me in the cell next to him was Cam both were still unconscious.

"Dantalis?"

A womans voice broke through the silence

"whos there?"

"my name is Sariel."

"Sariel?"

Peter slowly began to wake up as he stared at the cell next to mine in disbelief

"how is this possible I was told you were dead."

Realisation dawned on me

"Reeces mother?"

She laughed sadly

"yes it's a long story."

"Whats going on?"

Cam moaned as he started to wake up

"listen we don't have much time Dantalis. Gabriel told me You spared Reeces life for that I am forever grateful. I will forever be in your debt, but I must ask you to do one more thing for me."

"what is it?"

"make sure Gabriel keeps his promise."

"I don't understand."

"you will when the time comes you will."

"very well."

I felt rather then saw her smile

"thank you, Reece couldn't have found a more fitting mate."

Peter and Cam remained silent knowing the weight of her words even if like myself they didn't understand them.

The door opened loudly down the hall as a guard approached Peters cell

"you have been charged with the crime of treason and have been found guilty the punishment, death."

"What!"

I yelled 

"this is ridiculous all he did was raise a new angel as a human how is that treason?"

The guard turned to me

"be silent your time will come you are all traitors of heaven and as such will be dealt with accordingly."

Turning back to Peter he continued

"Your execution will be tonight by sword as a warrior."

Here he paused

"be grateful you did not receive a cowards death."

With that he left 

"Michael has lost his mind."

Cam punched a wall

"fear is a powerful thing it muddles the mind and creates enemies where none exist, Micheal has feared this prophecy for a millennia with each year that fear grows."

Sariels words forced us all into silence.

———-

Hours later the door opened again, Peter stood head held high. The guards lead him out as he passed he turned towards me.

"tell Reece I loved her like my own daughter."

"thank you Peter for looking after her when I could not."

He smiled sadly at Sariel

"I only wish I could have done more after all that you did for me."

"you did more then enough you gave her love that's all I could have hoped for."

"enough get a move on traitor."

The gaurds pushed him down the hall and out the door. I couldn't believe this was happening I felt like I was in a dream it was only a few weeks ago that I had been given the mission to kill Reece. Everything just seemed so unreal 

"do not despair Dantalis I have hope this is not the end."

Sariels words did nothing to calm me as the guard returned not a half hour later 
Without a word he approached my cell.
 Opening the bars he placed chains around my wrists then used them to pull me towards the door.

"where are you taking him?"

I heard Cam ask from behind me
the guard smiled

"the be interrogated"

I scoffed interrogated indid it was a kind way of saying totured.

I was lead through narrow hallways rounding a corner we passed two angels carrying Peters body his wings dragged along the ground. I gritted my teeth in anger. The demon inside me laughed.

The guard pulling me didn't leave me time to dwell on what I had just seen as he lead me to another bigger room. Here I was chained to the ceiling by my hands ,my legs chained to the floor limiting my movements. I was in a grey bricked cell with no windows and only one door. I pulled against the chains knowing it was futile but I tried none the less. 

"It's useless you cannot escape."

Michael entered the room his pure white wings towering behind him. 

"I'll give you one more chance to redeem yourself. Now where is she?"

I refused to answer the image of Peter's still form fresh in my mind.

no matter what they did to me, I would not betray her. 

He scowled. 

"Do you realise what you're doing? She is the bringer of death, she must be killed before she destroys the world."

I shook my head. 

"How do you know she's the one from the prophesy? What if you are wrong then you would be killing an innocent?"

"We cannot take that chance!"

He screamed. 

"Better to kill her then risk the lives of those we have sworn to protect."

I refused his words. 

"She has a good heart she would never hurt anyone."

Michael punched me white angel fire fuelling his knuckles, my head reeled with the force of it and burned at the same time.

"What's the life of one angel compared to the entire world?"

"I will not let you murder her!"

Michael punched me again. 

"You will talk Dantalis."

He used his power to create a golden dagger of light. 

"Do what you must Michael I have endured worse."

It was true I had endured the pain of torture more than once. Michael smiled at my words. 

"I'm well aware of your past Dantalis it was why you were chosen, however your previous experiences were a walk in the park compared to what you will endure as you will soon find out."

I refused to make a sound as he proceeded to enter my mind. Every torment I had ever been through was relived as he shifted through my memories.

The pain was unbearable but still a remained silent, I must have passed out at some stage for when my eyes opened hours later I was alone. The pain of reliving everything my father ever did to me fresh as if it had happened all over again. My head felt like it had been split open from the force of his invasion.

The door opened and Gabriel entered quietly, I watched him closely unsure of his intentions. He pulled out a container filled with water and carefully lifted it to my lips. I drank not even caring if this was a trick, judging by the taste of it the water was untainted. 

"Why?"

Was all I could manage after drinking my fill, Gabriel looked at me waring emotions in his eyes. 

"Because you spared her life?"

I glared at him. 

"which is more than I can say for you."

His face paled

Anger rose in my heart. 

"you gave up on her you failed to protect her from him"

Gabriel started at me in disbelief. 

"just as you failed to protect Katianna you tore her apart"

For the first time in years tears escaped my eyes for the female that was like a sister to me, I blinked them back before I answered. 

"I never laid a finger on Katianna, it was Kail who defiled her because she was spying on him as a favour to me. I didn't make the killing blow but it was my fault she was there."

Gabriel stared in disbelief as pain entered his eyes. 

"Sariel begged me to kill her, she knew it was the only way I could help our daughter. She knew that while she lived Michael would continue to use her to keep me in line. I refused I couldn't kill her she is my mate how could I end her life."

It was then that I realised what Sariel had meant when she said make sure he keeps his promise. He promised her he would save Reece even if it meant her life.

My mind reeled everything Reece knew about her parents was wrong, everything they did was to keep her alive. I sighed. 

"You need not worry she is safe and will remain so, Michael will not get a thing from me."

"It's no wonder you changed after that day Dantalis, after what you went through. What you're going through now you will never be the same. I have seen many break after Michael has done what he is doing to you now, you will not be the same."

I smiled. 

"He can do what he will, as long as she is safe it matters not what happens to me."

The door slammed open. 

"Gabriel leave now!"

Michael glared at Gabriel as he took one last look my way then left without another word. Michael watched him leave then closed the door after him. 

With steel in my heart I glared back at him knowing my pain would only get worse, the darkness deep inside me begged to surface. I could feel it starting to boil in my heart it was only a matter of time before it spilled forth. In my weakened state the only thing holding it back was my connection to heaven without it I knew there would be no hope of keeping it at bay.

The prophesy 

Hatred is coming 

Darkness will devour

the one born of two arch’s. 

A fire at the heart

Together as was fate

Yet alone they will wake

Two choices they will make

The final battle they will create


The prophecy part two

Light and dark will unite

The second fire will ignite

The prince of darkness will arise

Using hells soul as his vice

Hell on earth will emerge

Only when two fires join as one

Can the darkness be undone.


Dantalis is an angel with a dark secret, an assassin sent from heaven to kill Reece valour before the events of the prophecy can come to pass. However what he finds Is far from and easy mission. Can Reece save herself from the wrath of heaven or will Dantalis complete his mission and kill the only one that can save him from the darkness inside him.

"Move Raziel."

She tried to push past me both our fires still burning.

"No Phoenix you are not ready."

Soneillon laughed as he stalked us like prey.

"Phoenix? Using pet names already are we? Well too bad since I've come to retrieve what is mine."

"She was never yours Soneillon!"

I yelled I will not let him hurt her again no matter what.

"I swear to god Raziel I will kill you both if you don't move!"

"There's that fire I love so much."

I scowled at him.

"A demon is not capable of love."

"True but Dantalis is, you broke his poor little heart Reece. Or is it Phoenix now? See Dantalis she never loved you already she wears his mark in place of your own."

Phoenix bared her fangs.

"It was never his mark you forced on me and it wasn't his mark I burned away. It was yours."

"You will be mine whether you want it or not and this pretty boy can not stop me."

"Watch me!"

I turned to Phoenix.

"Please put aside what your feelings towards me and listen when I say you are not ready for this fight and I will not stand by a watch you die. Please if there is any love left in your heart for me fly. Fly as fast as you can I will hold him as long as it takes."

Something in her eyes softened.

"No! Raziel I will not leave you here!"

"You must! Now go fly to your father he will protect you."

"Oh how sweet willing to sacrifice yourself to save her."

Soneillon stepped closer.

"Go Phoenix now!"

She took one last look at Soneillon then kissed me with all the passion I thought was lost between us.

"Come back to me."

I pushed her away just as Soneillon barrelled into my side.

Our hands were forced apart as she took to the skies.

Soneillon turned.

"No! You will not escape me again!"

He made to fly after her but I grabbed his wing spinning him around forcing him to the ground.

"Now you deal with me demon!"

He kicked me in the stomach as he used his wings to get back on his feet sword in hand knees bent as he prepared to fight.

"She will not get far."

"I think you will find me harder to defeat then your average Angel Soneillon. You are not yet strong enough to take on an archangel."

"That's what you think, your love for her has made you weak just as it did Dantalis."

"Dantalis is a fool he should have found a way to be rid of you years ago."

"True if he had he probably would have succeeded but alas he did not so here we stand."

I circled him blades in hand watching for his tell. Everyone had one whether it was a twitch in the hand or I step in the foot it didn't matter I always found it. He moved with the grace of a feline precise cunning. Every move calculated.

"You think you can work me out?"

He laughed. 

"I just wanna ask one question before we start."

"Stop stalling Soneillon and lets get this over with."

"Why rush are you that eager to die?"

What was he playing at I decided to see where he was going since it played into me giving Phoenix more time anyway.

"Ask your question."

He smiled.

"How did she ride?"

   
   I hated second guessing myself or my father but fell into that trap deeper and deeper all the way to the door to Heaven. Maybe if we'd stumbled across Seth or Lilith or Mafdel, one of them could have convinced me to stop, to turn back and say no to my father. But none of them appeared, as if the choice I made triggered Destiny after all and she held anyone who could change my mind at bay.
   What was so wrong about going to see the Angels? I fretted over the question while Dad led the way, dragging my feet as I followed him. Even the Crosspath felt slightly off, as if it held its breath, waiting to see what would happen. I envisioned stepping through the doorway and into Dad's home realm, triggering instant destruction of all Creation with just a simple sneaker tread.
   Instead, as I trembled inside and fought for air, I passed uneventfully through the gate-like doorway, to the sound of soft, melodic chanting and into a fluffy, warm pile of clouds. I stumbled a little, partially out of anticlimax and partly because the soft stuff caught at my shoes and tugged on me playfully. There was nothing aggressive about it, though, nor threatening, the second side of my anxiety. Because I had to either be marching to trigger eternal doom or walking into a trap, right?
   Instead, I climbed the cloud bridge and paused at the giant gold gates, looking up in surprise at the towering man in the white robe, his beard tumbling forward over the shining podium where he stood. He smiled down at me, at Dad, nodding to us both as his big hands settled on either side of the book resting before him.
   "Samael," he said in a lovely, deep voice filled with warmth and welcome. "You're home at last."
   "Peter." Dad grinned up at the giant. "This is my daughter. Say hello, sweetie."
   "Hello, Angel Peter," I said, feeling oddly and a bit like a little girl at her dad's work for the first time.
   Peter laughed, booming and full of Life. "Not an Angel, darling girl," he said. "Merely a saint who serves them." He gestured at the book before him, reminding me of the tomes in the realms of Life and Death, those heavy, magical volumes that held the names of those about to die or live, depending. "I don't see your name here, Eve," he said. For a moment I gaped, not sure what to say, only to have Peter laugh again, Dad rolling his eyes at me.
   "Peter's just kidding," Dad said. "Nice try, Pete. Just open the Gate, would you? I have to talk to Michael and Gabriel."
   Peter nodded then, gesturing and the tall, golden gates sang themselves open, tiny cherubs appearing to shove them aside, their white, puffy wings laboring to keep them aloft. I almost winced at their cuteness, a bit jaded by now and thinking of my former mother's over-the-top efforts in the Garden. Still, at least nothing horrible happened yet. Peter seemed nice enough, the Heaven realm calm and lovely so far. I'd wait it out and see what might arise.
   Still with trepidation pulling at my feet, I followed Dad through the Gate, waving at the last second at Peter who wiggled his fingers at me, grinning, blue eyes sparkling with good humor.
   It was actually a nice change, I had to admit to myself as we moved on, past the Gate and into the realm beyond. A large, green meadow rose from the clouds, clusters of gorgeous trees bearing fruit being tended by more people in white robes, the sun overhead shining and warm but not overly so. The air smelled so fresh, tangy, like citrus and summer, the perfect temperature with a lovely breeze I welcomed on my face. Considering how I'd been greeted in every other realm I'd visited since becoming Chaos-and even before if I took the Loom realm into account-this was about the nicest and most peaceful entry I'd managed.
   Dad seemed to lose his tension as we mounted the low hill into the meadow, bending to pluck a small, pink flower from the lush grass, turning to tuck it into my hair over one ear, smiling as gently as I remembered when I was a girl. Only now his pale, pale skin had tanned, his blue eyes no longer the deep, intense color I knew so well but lightened, the same tint as the sky, his body filling out further right before my eyes. Even his black t-shirt shifted, fading to gray and then white, jeans washing out to washed ice blue. That same halo of light appeared over his head, and when he smiled at me, really smiled, his large, white wings burst from between his shoulder blades and rose above him in a rush of flower-scented feathers.
   "Eve." Dad laughed, looked even younger than he had before, maybe Nero's age, maybe mine, even. "I forgot how good Heaven feels."
   I smiled back, tentative but unable to bring myself to further doubt my choice. This place felt good, right, embracing me, the realm itself welcoming as Dad took my hand and led me over the meadow to the low, stucco building at the far side, past the fruit trees. Those we passed on our way waved and smiled, called out his name but didn't approach and he didn't stop, his steps light, his face radiant even without the halo of light now crowning him.
   Dad wasn't kidding. He was a real Angel. I wasn't sure if I should be awed by him or amused at the whole wing thing.
   I chose a mix of both, feeling my heart lighten and knowing then I'd made the right choice after all, confident as I entered the low, white building, its ceiling open to the sky. Unlike the other realms and their massive palaces that showcased the leaders of their Pantheons-including, to my embarrassment, mine-this place felt handmade, roughhewn but with love, exposed wooden beams holding up the plaster walls, the floor beneath me simple dirt and stone. Two Angels rose from a long, low table as we entered, coming to greet my dad as I hung back at the sight of them.
   Gorgeous both, one with dark auburn hair and eyes as green as Seth's, the other pale blonde with gray eyes that glittered with Life. They embraced my father with joy on their faces, their own radiating kindness, their auras, too, wings folding neatly behind them as they turned, smiled at me. Held out their hands in greeting.
   "Eve," Dad said, voice smiling now as much as his face, compassion firmly back in place, "come meet your uncles."
   "Michael." The redhead bowed to me before hugging me close. I caught the scent of cinnamon and something totally spicy and foreign but not unpleasant. Far from it. Uncle Mike smelled delicious.
   "And Gabriel." The blonde seemed less approachable but was no less willing to embrace me, his young man's face chiseled perfection, pale eyes quiet and still. He smelled of vanilla and snow, his wings gently folding over me for a moment before he released me and pressed his cool lips to my forehead.
   "Welcome, Eve," he said in the most amazing voice I'd ever heard. I honestly thought I could just stand there and listen to him talk forever.
   Michael laughed and nudged Gabriel while I stared in utter fascination. "Show off," he said.
   Gabriel's smile, gentle and kind, curved his perfect lips in a bow. "I am who I am, brother."
   Whatever Destiny's fears about this, whatever reason she had for freaking me out? I was going to give her a piece of my mind the next time I saw her. These two were about as threatening to Creation as I was.
   I winced inwardly at the comparison while Chaos laughed at me.
   "Michael and Gabriel are two of the seven Archangels who rule Heaven together," Dad said, pride soft in his voice. "The left and right hands of Creation."
   "Impressive," I muttered, not even realizing I spoke aloud until Michael chuckled.
   "I like her, Sam," he said, winking one of those stunning green eyes at me, auburn hair falling rakishly over his other. "She's adorable."
   Dad sighed. "She's Chaos." He said it like it was a terrible burden. Was I a burden to him now? Or was he thinking of me?
   "So she is." But rather than seem upset by that, Gabriel smiled at me. He and Michael both parted and gestured for us to join them at the table. The heavy, thick wood seemed carved from the center of a giant tree, the large, deep benches of the same stuff. And not varnished or finished in any way I could tell, but seemingly polished to a shine over centuries by those who sat on them.
   I sank into the bench, watching Dad settle next to Michael, Gabriel on the other side and found myself giggling that they chose the very side they'd claimed. Right and left hand indeed.
   "We'd hoped you'd come see us sooner rather than later." Gabriel didn't seem upset or judging, not a trace of impatience in his voice. But his eyes held mine and he seemed able with just that stare to make me feel guilty.
   "I've been busy," I said, Chaos whispering behind my ears, "making a mess of Creation."
   Michael snorted, offering me a fist to bump which I obliged.
   "Preach it," he said before wrinkling his nose at Gabriel.
   The pale Archangel sat back on his bench, his wings folding beneath the seat to form a kind of throne behind him, though I doubt it was deliberate. He just didn't seem to have that in him.
   "Eve," he said with great gravity, "we want you to know we believe in you." I choked on that, on the sentiment and the utter truth of it, how it hit my empathic field and fed it until I blinked tears. Michael softened from his teasing and nodded in response, Dad beaming at me as if to say I told you so. "We have long felt the discord in Creation with the loss of Chaos and welcome you back. We are incomplete without you among us."
   I gulped on the swell of emotion rising not just from me but from the massive force of the persona I carried as we both listened, accepted, it seemed, fully and completely for the first time.
   "The time has come for Creation's ills to be healed," Gabriel went on. "For you to step up and take your place as the equal of Life, of Death. And we are the soldiers of your holy army, Chaos. We will stand behind you as you right the discord that has plagued us since your departure."
   While he had me with the first part, he was losing me in the second. My feel-good moment wrapped up as I frowned at Dad while Michael sighed and shook his head at his brother.
   "Gabriel, really? You had to go there now." The auburn haired Archangel met my gaze then, his serious, but no less kind. "Listen, what my oh-so-formal bro is trying to say is that we have your back, Eve. Come whatever." He tossed his hands before settling them back on the table. "Anything you need, the Angels are here for you."
   Gabriel seemed confused by the interruption. "I was about to assure her of our perfection of strategy," he said, mild and almost innocent. "How working together gives us a tactical advantage like none other."
   "No offence," I said, fighting my growing affection for them at odds with the words Gabriel spoke. "That sounds like war."
   Gabriel opened his mouth to speak again but Michael cut him off with one raised hand.
   "If it comes to that," he said. "Which we hope it won't. But your dad... he did tell you what he's been feeling?"
   Armageddon. So it wasn't just my father who believed?
   "You are our standard bearer," Gabriel said, voice shining with hope as I quailed at the thought. So much for not having to carry their flag. Gabriel seemed to disagree with what he wanted from me compared to what Dad said to lure me here. Yes, lure me. At least, that was how it was starting to feel. "The bringer, not of strife and destruction, but of real change and evolution. As has been written down in the great Book." That same book Peter hovered over at the Gate, maybe? "Your rising, your return, was the first sign." He practically glowed now, vibrated with fervor and intensity of belief. "And your appearance here, to us, at the time foretold, heralds the coming of all we've feared and hoped." Hang on a second. I really needed to find out what that prophecy said. "Think on it, Eve. And when you're ready to discuss how we can work together, we'll be waiting."
   I could have stayed and asked more questions, I'm sure of it. Gabriel wasn't so much dismissing me as he was releasing me, letting me go if that was what I wanted. But the deep and tight tone of Seth's voice as he reached for me cut through my growing dread filled curiosity about the prophecy and the uncertainty about the trustworthiness of the Angels before me.
   Mistress. He didn't sound mad exactly. But he wasn't happy. Please come home.
   I stood from the table, reached through the realms for mine. The Archangels didn't seem concerned by my move, Dad waving me on. He planned to stay then. And honestly I didn't blame him. With a lot to think about and Destiny's agony tied to confusion about why the choice I made created such hurt in her, I passed through the space between the realms, feeling the mist reach for me, pulling me from the clouds and the smells of the four seasons, until I stood on weakened knees in the hall outside my throne room.
   Where Seth waited for me. Fuming.
   
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I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.

What if Death fell in love with Life and they had a daughter…?

Life or Death
The old man’s body arched, his eyes flying open, a moan escaping his lips while the heart rate monitor speeded before settling into a strong, healthy rhythm. I jerked my hand back, weight in my chest as the mist dissipated and left me to stare at the body in the bed.
While Nero’s hand grasped my arm and pulled me forcefully away, I knew the truth. The old man’s eyes fluttered, opened. And he smiled at me. Alive. Healthy. Full of Life when his fate was Death.
No. Not again.

Her unique parentage ensures Eve isn't like her angel siblings. She brings Death at the beginning of Life and Life to those meant to die. Her continuing failures create constant disaster for her parents and the mortals she tries so hard to serve. But when Eve accidentally interferes with the Loom of Creation, she sets off a chain of events that leads her to finally understand who she really is.

Xander's POV
———
For a moment, his mind was suddenly malfunctioning. He couldn't even understand what the hell was wrong with him. But if there is one thing that he fully understood while talking with Thalia was he can see through her soul. He can see a fragile and broken woman deep inside her disguising as a happy and contented woman. While chatting with Thalia, the woman suddenly received a call and excused herself to leave. 

"Thank your for time. I am really sorry about the troubles that happened" she said while smiling at him
"No worries. I hope you keep yourself safe." He didn't even know what has gotten to him. He sounded like he was her boyfriend that reprimands his girlfriend.
"I will." Thalia answered while entering her car.

After sending Thalia off. Xander went back inside his office when a bunch of people where waiting for him to give them an explanation of what the hell just happened. 

"Okay. The lady just said her apology personally. Nothing more. Nothing less" Xander told them while still focusing on his computer
"Bro, we just couldn't really believed it. We mean though she is a celebrity, she had been keeping herself on a low profile for how many years since that man died." Peter one of his teammates told him
"Yeah, I remember. They were both in love with each other. I mean who wouldn't love a woman whose personality was so pure." Again one of his teammates told him
"Elaborate me the details." Suddenly all of them where shocked when they heard for the first time Xander was prying on someone's life.

As Xander faced them. Everybody was really dumbstruck with his actions. But then one of his teammates still proceed and told the story between Gabriel and Thalia.

"They both met when one was starting and the other was already on the peak of his career. Yes, Gabriel was Thalia senior. And he was also older than her. If I remember it correctly the gap between them was five years. When the news was spread Thalia at that time was only 19 years old. While Gabriel was 25 years old. I will not tell the other details liked where do they meet and so on because it was already known that Gabriel was Thalia's first leading man when she started to get a leading role for a drama." The man told them
"Okay. Continue" Xander replied to him still looking eager to know everything about her
"Gabriel started courting her and showed to her grandparents that he was serious with their grandchild. So when Thalia's grandparents died on the fire. Gabriel was like the light that stood beside her during her dark days. That's why their relationship got really strong. But one day. Are you sure you wanted to hear the next?" The man asked him

Everyone in the room was waiting for Xander's answer because the next thing they know was a past that was like a nightmare for everyone.

"Yes." Xander answered calmly

Then the man grabbed his phone. Search something on it. And voila. The man showed a video to Xander. After playing the video. The man continued his story.

"And that was it. She saw with her own two eyes how the lover that she loves the most died in front of her. The initial findings for his death was suicide because the police had seen a suicide note. That day, Thalia just came back from the US after shooting her first Hollywood break. She was dropped by her manager at the front of the condominium where Gabriel lives. When suddenly a man fall from the top of the building in front of her." The man continued the story while looking at Xander to see if the man will show some reactions. But to their surprise he remained in different.

Xander looked in different on the outside but in his head many thoughts were running. He couldn't imagine the pain that she went through all theses years. He doesn't even know while he was so attracted with her. He can't explain when does it begin when he saw her at the han river? Or when he looked at her eyes?

What if having a code for your crush means death for you? Will you still in code a code for him/her?


Nathalia “Thalia” Park, 25 years old. A world renowned celebrity, the “QUEEN” in all aspects. Obtains a beauty that is unmatched. 

Alexander “Xander” Lee, 31 years old. An outstanding detective. 

Whoever falls in love first dies. Will you be okay with that?

Your name


She looked at him, sighed loudly, and replied:

— Why do you care?

— Well...

— Look, you were going to take the blame for me, and that's why I helped you. We owe nothing to each other.

— I was only intrigued by you.

I just asked a question. Calm down, girl.

— Now I'm even more worried.

Gabriel wanted to let out a light laugh, but he restrained himself.

— I'm no stranger, do I look like a rapist or something? I mean, you must be stronger than me. I woke up less than a month ago.

— That explains a lot, you must be without a group too then, right?

— No, actually, I do have a group.

— What? I've been here for two fucking years and I didn't find anyone.

I think I really should be happy with my luck. Things are better than they look.

— I have my story, if you want to listen.

She looked at him, smiled and said:

— Okay, tell me.

Gabriel explained everything since he woke up, the girl just looked, with a neutral face.

— I know a place for you to buy your mesh. — was the only thing she answered about everything.

— Where?

— But I only tell if you do something in return.

Too good to be true, right? But it might be a good idea to listen to what she wants, she doesn't seem like a bad person.

— What?

— I want you to introduce me to your group, I am a warrior.

— I am not the leader or anything, I can't guarantee that you will enter, you know, don't you?

— Yes, I paid attention to your story, I want to talk to Larissa and see what happens.

— Okay, we have an agreement. Where does the mesh sell?

She smiled, getting up and shaking his hand, pulling him up too.

As they approached the place, Gabriel became more afraid. They were currently going up a slope. The same slope Gabriel went up to sell the armor.

There was an awkward silence after the good time the two had, the only words that came out of the girl's mouth were: "this way".

I really need to ask her name, man. - he thought that all the time, but he didn't have the courage. He shouldn't have, he was going to the scariest place he had ever seen, he should think about it, not about any girl's name. Men...

And finally, back to the place where he sold the armor. It was an incredible coincidence.

How did I not think to ask if they had a mesh? Jesus, now I just want to get out of here alive.

As she opened the door to the store, he finally started asking:

— Hey, what's your nam ... — she was starting to turn her face, but he was interrupted, and she was called.

— Hey, Zoe!

Peter called to her.

— what's up. Zoe quickened her pace and went quickly to the counter. — You have mesh here, right?

When Gabriel arrived at her side, Peter looked at him and replied:

—Yes, I have. You again? You're with her?

— uh ... — a little nervous, Gabriel didn't know how to answer, but quickly Zoe cut him off and said:

— Yes, he helped me with a move from that school thing.

— oh, okay, I'll get the mesh, stay here. — Peter said, turning his back on them.

— By the way, what's your name?

I didn't even remember that she didn't know my name either.

After a brief delay, Gabriel replied:

— My name is Gabriel, Zoe.

— So, Gabriel, I hope you have money there. You know mesh is kind of expensive, right? Although it is cheaper here, about 8 silver coins.

— He's your friend, isn't he? Ask for a discount, I only have 6, I counted before.

— I thought your friends had given you more, how did they want you to buy a mesh for 6 coins?

Being a thief it's a shit, damn expensive class, I thought I would have more money than usual.

I lost everything, I'm almost negative.

— But tranquil, I think he makes it 6 for me. she continued.

— Thanks, I'll try to make Larissa's head when the time comes.

Peter came back, mesh in hand, put it on the counter. No matter how you look, it was a simple mesh, a simple, hard to find and expensive mesh.

— So, I'm going to talk about that thing we talked to Peter a little while ago, ok?

— What thing? — Peter grunted.

— Come here.

Zoe hopped over Peter's counter and the two turned on their backs, with her talking in his ear. Gabriel couldn't hear anything they were talking about but he knew what it was about, so he didn't care.

— Give your 6 coins ... — Zoe jumped the counter and — ...to him.

— hn. — Gabriel did, nodding his head.

He put 6 silver coins on the counter, and quickly Peter took them, pushing the mesh a little further, which Gabriel then grabbed.

Who does he think he is? Acting like that.

As much as he didn't admit it, he was afraid. I mean, anyone in this situation would have it too, he was in a place that defied the laws of nature with its dark in the afternoon, with strange noises and where he looked there were terrible visions. In addition to Peter's scary appearance. He was tall, but not those skinny tall, he was tall and muscular, with scars on his cheek, forehead, and some on his arm and shoulder, there are probably dozens inside his black tank top and short shorts, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes didn't help either.

— What, kid?

— Come on, are you waiting for an invitation? Zoe let out, calling with her hand at the door, while Gabriel was paralyzed looking at Peter.

He quickly returned to himself, saying:

— um... it's nothing, sorry — Making a nice hand, then turned and went in the direction of Zoe — I'm going, calm down. — continued.



The two looked at the entrance well for the girls from before they did not imply.

On second thought, I didn't ask why it was all that thing, but I have an idea, and she probably doesn't want to talk about it. If she has no group, she has nowhere to stay, no job. She invades this school to have a place to sleep, and the residents don't like it one bit.

At least that's what I think.

— What are you afraid of now? Come on, come on. — Zoe, already halfway there called him.

— Of nothing! I wasn't even scared before, why do you think that? — Gabriel quickened his pace.

I wasn't scared, tch.

It was already dark, they didn't go past the clock, but it was certainly after 18:00. Amazingly, the day passed quickly for Gabriel, and perhaps today's "adventures" were more worthwhile than goblins.

— What were you thinking? — just before opening the door to the boys' room, Gabriel held the handle without opening it after hearing this. Larissa complaining.

— Calm down, it's over and we're fine, that's what matters.

— What matters is not taking any risks, and she took a risk, she crossed the magic limit and fell to the ground. What would she do if we were unable to protect her? Or rather, she could have died.

— At least, wait for her to recover, she is almost unconscious here.

— uffff. — sighed. — I'll continue later, Laura. And Gabriel, hasn't arrived yet?

He looked back, raising both eyebrows and making a face to Zoe.

I never saw Larissa irritated like that, not even before the blackout. Things are really serious, and I still haven't been able to prove myself.

— Looks like I came at the worst time — Zoe said quietly.

Gabriel just opened the door, with Zoe entering just after him.

— huh... What's up, this is Zoe.

— Hi guys.

No reply. Everyone was stressed, so they just watched. And Gabriel continued:

— She helped me get the mesh cheaper, she wants to know if she can join our group. She is a warrior and I think that would be a good addition.

Everyone looked at Zoe for a few seconds, with suspicious expressions on their faces.

I think she didn't like it, well, that's what we have for today.

— I ... — Before Larissa completed, Zoe interrupted.

— I don't expect an answer right now. I know you have no warrior, but you are not desperate. I am a complete stranger and it is difficult to believe in me or my skills, so I let you think as long as it takes, and if you want to test my skills, I can go with you sometime. I know that talking like that doesn't do much good, but, I swear I'm reliable.

— That's right. Then, I will discuss about you tomorrow with everyone in the group and give you an answer — Larissa replied shortly.

— Okay. I will retire and tomorrow at 19:00 I will be here.

— OK.

Zoe turned away and was leaving, on the way Gabriel tried to follow her.

— Gabriel! — Larissa called him.

Both he and Zoe looked quickly.

Damn it, she must be trying to scold me, but I really want to talk to Zoe now. - He looked at Zoe, then at Larissa again, and then ...

— Sorry Larissa, I'll be right back and listen to what you have to say.

— What?!

What the hell am I doing?

I don't know, I'm just freaking out.

I will be expelled from the group, surely.

He quickly reached Zoe, who had gone back toward the exit, as she heard nothing of the conversation.

— Hey, where are you going?

— Don't know.

— Look, I'll try to talk to her ...

— Stop it, I know that look, she won't accept me. I have some experience in rejections

— You have nowhere to sleep, right? That's why it was hidden here.

— Yes, and you happen to get me a house?

— Maybe, I know a guy. The guy I met when I woke up. It was night so he took me to his house and let me sleep there, maybe only one day he will leave you too. And tomorrow I'm sure to convince Larissa.

— Hurrg, I have no expectations for this, but I have nothing to lose. And knowing that you have arrived in the group just now, you must first convince her not to expel you before making her put me on.

— Anyway, come on, I'll show you the location.



Gabriel took her to João's house. He was afraid he was not at home, but as soon as he knocked on the door he answered quickly:

— Hey.

— What a fuck, what do you want?

It won't work, maybe, very thick guy. He has always been like that?

— Can you just let her sleep here today?

— Dude...

— It's just today, she's reliable, she's someone I knew before the blackout, relax. Look, in a few days I'm going to hunt and give you some coins, okay?

— oh gosh... Okay, just tonight and just this time. We're not friends, man.

— Uh, thanks. — Zoe said.

— Come on, get in there, I'm going to sleep.

She entered quickly, and took a look back before he closed the door, exchanging looks with Gabriel.

I just want to help her because she helped me, that's all. It is nothing else.

Now I need to go back to school, and deal with bigger problems than that.

Suddenly and with no apparent explanation, all of humanity enters a state of coma for an indefinite time, upon waking up they are faced with a world full of monsters and magic. Gabriel, a 17 year old, wakes up in this "new world", without his family or friends. This is the day-to-day life of someone who lost everything and while killing monsters, he is trying to find a reason to live another day.

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