Peridot_writes

Hell is much creepier than you think. Forget the flames, the demonized figure, the multitude of the damned. Beneath the underworld's scorched surface, Hell boasted a governance of unholy precision. They reveled in their flawless hirerachy and their arrogance, fuelled by eons of self-admiration, finally boiled over. Crawling forth in their thousands to unleash total annihilation upon their eternal adversary; earth.

Era who has seen what it is like to suffer in the hands of the possessed, picked up the reigns of exorcism which was currently regarded as Earth's most thriving business. Exorcism was second to the need of food and water. It was more lucrative than the entertainment industry and heavily influenced by earth's leaders. 

He was a blend of contradictions; adorable and perlious, captivating and enigmatic. His good looks made him a renowned figure in both realms, while his mastery of stealth earned him a reputation as a cunning and elusive presence. He believed if humans knew the truth, no one would be poor enough to serve the rich.

An arranged marriage brought them to be.

The need to stop exorcism and the desire to wipe out demons, bringing mankind healing brought them closer and further apart. But what none saw coming was the possibility of a greater evil than Azrael, demonic manifestations, and several lives lost in the name of revealing the truth. 

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Match Made In Hell: Her Immortal Boyfriend

The guest that wanted to be seen by her was too big to come up to see her but requested she should come down herself.

This guest surprisingly turned out to be her sister who has been behaving so out of character later and has been becoming more of a bitch than a brat to her. If not, Era wouldn't have bothered leaving her office to attend to anyone—not when she had a mountain of work to sort out and attend to.

The doors to her private elevator slid open and Era's steps faltered in shock at whom she first laid her eyes on.

''You,'' he placed a finger under her chin as he leaned close to whisper nonsense into the girl's ears. Her face was as red as a tomato paste, and she was doing a terrible job to keep the fact of being severely turned on at his touch. ''Are to go out with me to have fun as a reward for saving me and getting me out of that hellhole your ice boss sent me to die in.''

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