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“You tried to kill me before, why can’t you do it now?” she asked, her eyes burning with fury. 
“I didn’t love you back then.” He shrugged. 
“What?”

Ladislas Forester was a bored immortal looking for a thrill. And then, Anna Dunn crash-landed into his monotonous life.
The first time he saw her, she had sneaked into the men’s bathroom and seen more of him than anyone else had.
The second time, he saw her sitting at the back of the class during his lecture, dozing off.
The third time, he found out that she didn’t even flinch at the sight of a dead body. The supervillain in him was intrigued. 
Death to those that say Anna Dunn was a boring girl with no future! She was clearly living a secret life! For once, Ladislas was fascinated by someone.
He was willing to put her over the greater good. He was selfish and unkind.
She was the invisible hero who could only offer him the second position in her life. Her duty came first.
He, though… He could burn the world for one last glimpse of her.
And so, the supervillain fell in love with the hero. That couldn’t be a good thing, right? Sometimes, the hero is corrupted by the villain and switches their side. Other times, the villain becomes a wife-dotting slave and gives her everything she asks for. 
Which one do you think will happen?

The Secret Life of the Demon's Wife

Silence prevailed until Anna returned in a minute. Her hair was still wet. She didn't like drying her hair unless she needed to, so she was comfortable walking around with dripping water everywhere.

Penelope looked over her shoulder and beckoned her forward. "Do you need a haircut?" she asked.

Anna picked up a strand of her hair and looked it over. It had grown really long and unruly. It took her a lot longer to dry her hair too. It was time she could spend on other things. She wouldn't have to spend too much time using hair products and the like, either.

"I will probably need one. It's too long," Anna sighed. This meant spending loads of time in front of the mirror and then dyeing her hair again. At some point.

"The red looks really good on you. It's your natural hair color, is it not?" Penelope asked.

Put My Fate In Your Hands