Deathtrap (Murder and Mayhem #1)
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Still here? Still want to read? AWESOME! BUCKLE UP, BABIES! HOPE YOU BROUGHT YOUR FLASHLIGHTS BECAUSE SHIT’S ABOUT TO GET DARK!
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Tada! It was like I had never even tried to slit my wrists to escape the undeserved wrath of a demon.
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This jerk-off did not know who he was fucking with. I was the apple of Death’s freaking eye.
Mairead
Apparently, very true.
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“Bring it on, deathtrap,”
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“What part of you’re mine, do you not understand?” he whispered, his lips were so close they were nearly touching mine. “If I want to buckle your seatbelt, I fucking will. If I want to spoon-feed you all your fucking meals, I will. You belong to me. I own you.” He growled, and I shivered under the intensity of his words.
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“I’m not afraid of death, Lilith.”
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“I brought you a pumpkin spice latte,” he said, gesturing to the second cup in the to-go tray with a grin. “Bitches love pumpkin spice lattes.”
Mairead
Like me.
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“What… Reaver! Why would you kill him!? And why would you tell me?” Fear clutched my heart.
Mairead
This gives me "Carl that kills people!" vibes.
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I was going to kill her. No, I was going to fuck her, then I was going to kill her.
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“You know who I am, Lilith, you’ve always known. I’m the fucking Reaper. Death. Satan. The Devil. I’m your personal fucking nightmare, and I will never let you go.”
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I narrowed my eyes at him, wondering how my life had gotten to the point where I needed to make deals with the literal fucking Devil just to take a nap.
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“Just as you can trust me to follow through with my threats, Lilith, you can also trust me to keep my promises.
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“You know as well as I do that I’m not capable of being kind… but for reasons that I cannot fathom or understand, you make me want to fucking try.”
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“Would you like that, my little deathtrap? Cuddles and stories with your two favorite assholes?”
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Everything was better if there was contrast. The light was brighter if you were coming from somewhere dark. Life was more precious if you had once feared you might lose it. Freedom only felt like a gift if you knew what it was to be a prisoner.
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“Beautiful but deadly, just like you,”
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“You may be the Goddess of Decay, and Ramel may be the Reaper of Death, but I am the Demon of Chaos, Lilith. You named me well when you thought I was your cat.” He smirked, and I couldn’t help but grin back. “I named you Chaos for your petulant need to poke things off surfaces,” I laughed. He chuckled in reply. “What better way to stir up some mayhem than to cause things to fall?”
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“Run, Lilith. Run as fast as you fucking can because if we catch you, we’ll make sure you never run from us again.”
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“Don’t you fucking leave me, deathtrap,” I whispered into her sleeping ear, “I just finally found you again.”
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He was my best fucking friend. I didn’t know what I ever did to deserve a friend like him, but I was grateful every day that we had found each other.
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“No. You’re the only nightmare for me,” I promised, kissing him on the tip of his nose.
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“You’ll always be you, Lilith,” he purred, smirking at my expression as I took in the transformed dining room before us. “You just happen to also be the Queen of Hell.”
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While I was busy fighting off a slew of inanimate fucking objects, Yahweh called the rotting remains of his angels and animal carcasses to himself in a spinning vortex of flesh and sinew. I watched in horror as he stitched his creations together to form one massive breathing monster. The thing was all skin and eyes. Feathers expanded from unnatural crevices, and several mouths gargled in pain, exposing mismatched teeth as it rolled grotesquely toward me.
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“You may be the God of Creation, but I am Lilith’s Keeper of Death, Yahweh. If you create them, I can kill them.”
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I was no longer Ramel. I was only Death, and even God’s angels wouldn’t survive me.
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“How do you feel? Do you feel like you could spin a soul into a body?” Gabriel shrugged. “I’ll try anything once.” He winked at me,
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With an angel, a demon, and a god as our witness, we consummated our love and claimed the dominion of Heaven as our own. We had both died that day, but I had never felt more alive.