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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

Still, the scent of blood was lingering in her nose. Then the way that those pigs were slaughtered made her guts twist. It was only the content of stomach left there and the heads, the livers weren't there at all. Mabena sat on her knees, touching the small footprints that were yet fresh.

"Sir, you said you have a daughter, can I see her? she must have seen the creature that passed by the house."

Mabena asked Usher. She was attempting to shove her fear down but it was the last thing she could do. When they knew that a demon was wandering around, slaying the animals, why would they leave their children alone?

Usher was a tall masculine man around forty years old. His hair was white and his eyes green. Looking at his hands, Mabena could say that he fought too much. Even the way he was walking was more like a King's man.

He went to the door of his house. The folk behind him halted. Mabena went on her feet.