Dr. Alexander, a respected psychologist, is forced to confront his deepest fears when he agrees to counsel the infamous killer, the Angel of Death, Ezrael/Ezra. 

But When a simple consulting turns into a prison break, Ezra decides to keep him captive and now Dr. Alexander must navigate the treacherous world of her shadowy past and fight to stay true to his principles. Gradually, as he delves deeper into her past, he began to uncover her mysterious connection to him, pieces of his long lost childhood memories resurfaced and he sets out to uncover the truth. 

But as they face off against a powerful mastermind who wants to bring them both down and their own inner demons, they must decide where their loyalties lie.

Simultaneously, while they fight to stay alive and uncover the truth, Dr. Alexander must confront the dark side of his own nature and the overwhelming attraction he feels for Ezra. Will he be able to resist the pull of her seductive embrace and save her from her own demons, or will he be consumed by the shadows that surround them?

With its blend of action, suspense, mystery, and romance, "My Angel of Death" is a thrilling journey into the heart of darkness and the dangerous power of love.

Disclaimer: This novel contains violence/strong language/sexual contents/trauma...not recomended to readers under 16.

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MY ANGEL OF DEATH

"You must be kidding me..." Groaned Ezra, scowling at the new girl. Next, she gave her the middle finger, waving it in her face. 


"You know her?" I whispered in Ezra's ear. 


"I see you're still an arrogant brat," interjected the new girl, strolling towards us. "But I have to admit, you look more mature. Physically I mean of course, because I heard you're still a troublemaker. Poor Roy, always having to clean up your mess." 


This woman knows Roy as well? Does that mean they work together? She seems to have known Ezra. 


"What are you doing here? Don't you have coke to sell?" Sneered Ezra. 


"Your Colombian stereotypical jokes are getting old, lolita. But to answer your question, yes, I have more important things to do than see your face but Roy asked me to come get you before you start a catastrophe." 


"Awww that's so cute to see that after all these years, you're still Roy's obedient little bitch!" 


A monster