(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

"Where am I?" I wondered out loud as all I could currently see was the ravine of darkness. 


I continued calling out to the silence aimlessly but no one answered. I could still remember that I was just in the ritual but now I'm suddenly here? What was happening? 


Then I saw it, a vibrant light began to rapidly grow in the distance and it was approaching me at a very fast pace. 


I managed to shield my eyes as the light finally reached were I was. But when I opened my eyes next, I found myself in a strange place. I was currently standing in the middle of a room that looked highly unfamiliar. No remembrance whatsoever of ever being here before. 


My already deep frown intensifying as I took in the highly royal setting of the room. The design was almost unreal, as if it were something designed specifically for ancient gods are something. 


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