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glow and lighting up the dark paths to the forest as the striking image of a woman enchanted the cold air. The night of day acknowledged a beauty at such

reeze that flung her hair gently backwards. A woman of grace, as tenderness precedes her steps. She loved the night and the p

e turned in a swift direction, almost dropping the brightly lit lamp, only to find nothing. She had known the forest for its silence but this moment proved otherwise as quiet whispers continued to echo around the trees. The night was too dim except for the moon's generous reflection and

d to compose herself, responding calmly in search of whom the voice was coming from. "And what could a lonely stranger be doing in such a peaceful domain?" she questioned boldly. In a short instance, the bright ima

tours of his biceps and broad shoulders pointed an awe reflection from his tightly fitted c

. He had bright blue eyes like the calmness of the waters, and his radiant smile depicted a pleasing aura in both their prese

w my name?" trying to figure out his true intentions. He smiled, ravishing himself in her beauty as he gazed upon her. His unique countenance overshadowed Astrid's thoughts as she stared in awe at this strange man. Hades was the ruler of the underworld. The kin

sed his desire to brew towards her as he stared into her eyes, revealing the depths of her innocence and filling it with an insatiable yearning for something more. A passion lit up in hi

o his heart as it seemed nothing could hold him back from falling madly in love with this delicate woman. A stranger who had y

sternly, "only if you make me." His words were as soothing as ever, like the rushing waters from a fountain, yet they came with firm order and stiffn

d through her mind but she couldn't find the courage to turn away. It was as if his striking aura held her from moving an in

wing a lot could go wrong. She could choose to flee the scene, but the thought of him running after her scared her to wits. She

ment as she was a bit anxious by his presence. She couldn't tell why she felt tense in his presence, but it wasn't something she could control, despite her best efforts to stay calm. When

ee more moonlights with you, Astrid." His words melted her heart as she wondered how a socalled demon could speak so gracefully and yet sound so humane. She frowned in her mind, trying to give herself a thousand reasons to leave his sight. Abaddon cou

ight,

ed. She stared at the door behind her, breathing heavily to calm her nerves. She felt at ease now, feeling relaxed in her comfort. Yet walki

rt felt a bit disappointed yet relieved that she didn't feel tensed anymore. His presence had made her feel differen

just human but seemed to have captured his fantasy. His desire burned as his heart yearned for a moment with her. In a short time, Astrid had become a f

ur be

waters of the Styx from the skull throne to the ground. The demons were holding a feast to commemorate the king of Hades, the ruthless walker o

e to roam a while on the earth, inquisitive of this lowly human. As he walked through the forest, the atmosphere darkened, giving reverence to his presence.

best method of approach without frightening her. Abaddon felt a strong burning in his eyes as his strong desires concentrated on her. She was already claimed in his mind as all he could t

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