Beholden33

[Mature Content: No rape.]

"What do you know about love?" She asked, her lips thinning as his grip tightened around her neck.

"What do you know about hate, Sunshine?" He countered, his voice low and laden with intensity.

"What do you want from me?" She gasped, her eyes flickering with a mix of fear and defiance.

"Everything..." His breath was heavy against her skin as he drew closer, his lips finding hers with a softness that belied the intensity of his words. "I want you, your stubborn soul, your closed heart... I want to be by your side.... wreaking havoc on this miserable world just to have you, my desire."

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Death. An entity as old as time itself, feared and revered in equal measure.

Sirius. Feared as though he were the devil incarnate, his name synonymous with danger and madness. Yet, against all odds, he fell deeply in love with a mere human.

Gwyneth, a woman whose every life had been marked by pain and loss. Each of her husbands meeting a tragic end at Sirius's hands.

Never did Gwyneth expect to reclaim the memories of her past life, vowing to avoid any entanglements that might bind her to another tragic fate. But when Sirius enters her life, determined to claim her as his own, she finds herself unable to escape his relentless pursuit.

The Reaper's Desire

Gwyneth sprinted down the hallway, her thoughts racing in turmoil with each step, as the blood-curdling screams grew louder, echoing through the corridors like a chorus of terror.

Why was her life a never-ending nightmare? Why was the universe conspiring against her?

Gwyneth quickened her pace, her breathing labored as a strange, unexplainable yearning took hold of her heart.

She couldn't understand why, but she felt an overwhelming urge to rescue someone... just one person.

The cries and wails grew louder, piercing her eardrums, and the metallic scent of blood filled her nostrils, making her stomach churn.

Suddenly, she found herself standing at the entrance of the ballroom, where a gruesome scene unfolded before her eyes. Bodies, both whole and dismembered, lay strewn about, surrounded by a sea of crimson.

Gwyneth hesitated for a moment, then took a stern step forward, her bare foot sinking into a small puddle of blood.

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