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"Every wish brings you responsibility thus far be careful about the one you make."

Tania lived her whole life as a simple modern human girl in the World of Vita where all races of beings used to spend life beside each other and humans were the lowlife creatures while Fays, werewolves, and vampires were the strongest ones. 
She thought that soon grim reaper would come after her because of the rooted tumor in her head.
Who could imagine that an earthquake made by a dark wraith changes everything in her life? 
Who could imagine that the God of the underworld was always after her and caused her misery?

She had only one choice, to survive and align her life due to this strict world.
Volume 1: The Weaver: A Throne of Vita and Obit 
Warning: Mature content- slow burn

Volume 2: Rise of Ash and Fire
The brutal beings are driving in the shadows to ruin the Green star.


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The cover is my drawing...

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What you will read:

"The room you have given me is a frizzing one. I can't even breathe."

"Come to my bed, I can warm you." He ordered and it wasn't a recommendation manner.  
I cringed because he just demonstrated me another shade of him.

It gave me goosebump as he laid on his mattress, directing to his large king-size bed that had space for four people.

I gritted my jaw and aimed to leave when he said, "I never said you can leave!" 

I halted while my hand was still on the door handle. He was not joking at all.

At that moment, I felt the pain that was lashing me from backward and frontward.

His hand wrapped over my belly, and his wings embraced my body.

"What..."

"Hush, I said, you can come to my bed." 

I was scared of him for a moment. He drew his wings back and took hold of my hand.

Aligners

Leharin's expression shifted from shame to horror. He found himself running forward. A black and winged ghost, beheaded one of the men and threw it in front of his feet, made him halt. Shock arrows were fired aimlessly. It was dodging all of it.

Mahiron, the commander shouted furiously, "Do not waste the arrows, you idiots".

Leharin ran to his bow and picked it up. In the depths of darkness, he saw a man who had no face. He was tall as an umbra. The other guards dismounted. The other maids hid under Queen Zahiren's cart of gifts for the other Queen.

The yellow leaves rose from the ground as the wings made blowing winds on each side. It was howling sharply. Out of the thorny bushes came red-clad men, covered faces and stripped the swords. They had strange black hairless dogs with themselves, they were not normal, maybe had been medicated. They raided ahead.

Lady Hiravan: Ash