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My Dark Angel Prince: Trapped in Death’s Embrace

Avalyn is a college student majoring in art, struggling to find her place in the world. On her way home, she stumbles upon the Angel of Death. At first, Avalyn is convinced that she's hallucinating, but as the gorgeous angel begins to speak to her, she realizes that this encounter is all too real. Avalyn becomes increasingly agitated as the angel continues to speak in riddles, unsure of what to believe. She begins to question her own sanity, wondering if this encounter is a product of her own imagination or if there's something deeper at work. She begins to find beauty and comfort in the Grim Reaper. The experience forces her to confront her own mortality and to embrace the uncertainty of life. Ultimately, she emerges from the encounter with a newfound sense of purpose, ready to tackle whatever the world has in store for her.

Egyptiangodess98 · Fantasia
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20 Chs

Black Tears

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Samael stood before me, his head held high. The haughty look on his face was nothing I'd never seen before. His dark, mischievous gaze, however, was something straight out of a human's nightmare. The devilish, porcelain-colored grin contrasted with the deep and rich warmth of his skin. I found my eyes traveling from the heavy set of eyelashes framing his sharp eyes, following his piercing gaze and eventually landing on the peaceful sleeping human. The challenge lying deep in those resentful eyes almost made my blood run cold.

"You see, Prince Azrael-" The revolting ego in his deep voice was grating my ears. "There is not a single reason why I should take your empty threats seriously. You are nothing but a crybaby who's doing the absolute most to rebel against his dadd-"

Before his breath left his miserable lungs, my fist was surrounding his neck, he gulped, his throat flexing against my hold. The reaper's eyes brightened, and his sick grin almost reached his ears.