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Do not awaken the Undead king

Chapter 4 Reive

Word Count: 689    |    Released on: 26/10/2021

sted, he tasted an unpleasan

t?" the girl sharply in

ragged clothes, which had formerly been a black frock coat trimmed with velvet, and took out a corru

wrinkled up her nose and turn

eive answere

in attracting his attention her incredible insolence. "How com

ed her up

eyes, in which something secret, something that elusive, something that c

ooks like a ch

scornfully, not removing his gaze

ing from the Academy," she said proudly, as if she ha

outlined under a grey-blue dress, which looked like

have the money to buy a normal dress? the idea shot a

lightly curved lashes trembled, her eyes lowered, and lip

something very different, something alluring,

yes off. He came closer, musingly, his mind tossed by only one thought: to know their taste. To pull the girl to

to touch the girl. To touch h

, her small palm slapped his hand aside, prevent

as just stunned was

the considerable disparity between their weights, she didn't manag

stration of insolence from a

versation's taking too long,

if giving the

. She began to ostentatiously shake the dirt off her clothes, looking at the man under her brows. "

end to tolerate such

r what? he thought,

entwining into a magical symbol the rema

he air condense

t the Dark flowing throug

g green eyes. Reive once again became mesmerized by their peculiar hue

elids closed. The twilight

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Do not awaken the Undead king
Do not awaken the Undead king
“His name is Raive. The one who, 700 years ago, had lost. The necromancer who conquered half the world with an army of the undead, but then was buried alive under a terrible curse: never to die, never to be saved. He was so feared that all necromancy curses were buried with him, so that never again could such a dangerous magician arise. Angelina – a weak historian-necromancer whose only talent was a flawless grasp of the language of the dead. Fate willed it that she find a mysterious gravestone and break the seal holding the one who was never to be released: Raive – the King of the Dead! What will happen to them next? Will the Undead King help this unknown girl or will he use her mysterious blood to regain his own power and speed his way to the throne? What can they both do when passion begins to ruin all their plans, and dark desires call forth the worst poison?”