(WARNING THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+!!!!)

She was a gift
He was the owner.
And the ancient angel was going to stop at nothing to protect what was unquestionably his.
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Blurb: 

Using his large hands to hold her waist, he positioned himself at her entrance teasing her a little by rubbing himself against her. This action was intensely maddening for Bethel.

'Fuck just shove the whole thing in' Frustrated she thought to herself.

"Amica mea, just so you know, I don't think I can be any gentle as it is right now" The clueless immortal female blinked twice "I beg for your utmost forgiveness in the future my love" Bethel's eyes widened to great extents as she was finally able to soak in his words. But before she could utter a single word, it was too late.

The grim reaper thrust in with full force.

The Beautiful and the Damned

A voice whispered continuously, slowly getting on my last nerves. 


I jolted up from the bed I was in, and I came to a realization that the room I was in wasn't familiar in anyway. 


'Stand up' God damn it, it's that voice again.] 


Surprisingly my body stood up from the bed on its own. What in the world was going on. 


'Walk to the door' once again my body followed the voices command. 


The room I was in was enormously huge so it took some time for me to reach the door. My hand having a mind of its own stretched forward and turned the door knob. 


Ok calm down Bethel this is all a dream a bad dream, Close your eyes and open them don't worry it will all be fine. 


Nope still stuck in this absurd situation. 


'Go to her, Go to her' Go to who, I didn't even know the her the voice was busy blabbing about. 


White eyes