In a technological advanced age, set years after World War 3, humans have finally adjusted to the new world in which they found themselves by their own making. Unbeknownst to them, in their midst are Supernatural Beings of great power and intelligence, hiding perfectly away from their greedy sights.

After many years of tears, blood and hardships, all Leilyn Xander wanted to do is to enjoy her much needed retirement and bask in the quietness the woods around her provided. All she wanted was to live in peace for the remaining years of her life. But unfortunately for her,Fate has other plans. 

Crashing into her life are three teenagers, who serve as the stepping stones for her relatively peaceful life being disturbed by self-obsessed psychopaths and entities. 

Now, she has to battle Angels, Daemons and other High Entities just to get back on her retirement plans. 

She honestly didn't sign up for this. 

But hey! At least the impromptu trips to various Dimensions compensate for the unnecessary troubles.


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WARNING: This book is bloody and gory. The deaths are explicit and there will be mentions of torture. Read at your own risk.


Copyright ©️ 2020 Enma Eden All Rights Reserved 


UNDER HEAVY EDITING

PUER MORTIS (Child of Death)

A/N: Yeah... this is also a sub-chapter of Chapter 48. Gomen. Although, it will be the last one. Enjoy. 


Back in the carriage, it is silent. Leilyn is looking into space – her left hand on her stomach, and her right elbow is perched on the window and her cheek is on her fisted palm. The cool breeze coming into the vehicle has her almost dozing off. By the cosmos, being pregnant really bum things out. 


Samael chuckles deeply, getting Leilyn attention. The mortal looks sleepy at him with questioning eyes. Samael snaps his fingers and the carriage comes to a stop. Leilyn looks out the window and sees a familiar – albeit – new sight. 


“We’re back home?” Leilyn blinks once, then twice as she takes in the glistering lake with its majestic water fall not far behind. Wow, it is truly a wonderful display, even in the night. The fireflies makes it even more exquisite. 


48(III): Acceptance