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Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling.

Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone.

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Sunshine Meets Grumpy

He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions.

Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable.

One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

The Hitman’s Sunshine

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: NOT ABOUT ANGELS ~ BIRDY ( FROM THE FAULT IN OUR STARS SOUNDTRACK)]

Young Raven didn't make a sound or move when the liquid seeped into his skin, mixing with his blood. His eyes dilated, and he inhaled deeply, feeling the heat inside his body before finally calming down.

The young boy tied his boots before picking up the wooden stake he had spent the entire night sharpening. It was the only weapon he carried, while others entered the arena with irons and rods.

The scientist tried to touch the boy's hair, but he backed away, narrowing his eyes at her.

"You don't have to glare," the woman said with a small grin, but the boy didn't respond to her words.

"Be careful out there," the young scientist waved as the boy started walking towards the game arena.

Raven stopped in his tracks, looking at the woman who was grinning from ear to ear as she waved at him.

BIRD OF PREY