webnovel

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

MysticAmy · Kỳ huyễn
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
317 Chs

Refuse to be Suppressed

Amon stood hidden in the shadows, his gaze fixed on Lilith as she navigated through the bustling university campus. He knew he should trust her ability to handle herself, but the urge to protect her was too strong to ignore.

After all, he had made a promise to Lilith's mother to keep her safe, and he intended to honor that promise at all costs.

As he watched her from afar, Amon couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy coursing through him as he noticed the attention she garnered from the men around her. He clenched his fists tightly, his jaw set in determination as he vowed to keep a closer eye on her.

With each passing moment, Amon's resolve only grew stronger, his instincts telling him that he needed to be vigilant in safeguarding Lilith from any potential threats. He remained hidden in the shadows, his piercing gaze never leaving her as she moved gracefully through the crowd.