Cold Hands: Loving the undead

By Deu' Angel

Driven by jealousy, Jasiri kills her lover and afterwards curses his soul to walk the earth in search of a love he will never find.

 

Kala a young troubled woman finds comfort in the sauf arms of the pale one.

 

 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookRix
• Release date: Apr 7, 2020
• ISBN: 9783743858138

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This is a work of fiction intended for all ages. Minors should be supervised when reading this book, due to the use of explicit and suggestive language. All events depicted are fictional. Characters are consenting adults. Any resemblance to places and persons, living or dead, is unintentional coincidence; especially to those living in Selfoss.

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Also, I want to dedicate this book to my loving sister for her support. And special thanks to God Almighty, I couldn’t have gone this far without you also not to forget my darling friend, you know who you are, Smiles.

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Cold Hands; Loving the undead

At the fall of night during the cold winters of Selfoss, a cabin built by River Olfusa, surrounded by thick dark thorns, mystical ornamentals hanging by the ledges of all corners of the house; black Ravens gliding above the roof. On the door a crest which says, ‘Hail the gods of the dark light’. Voices echo out profusely through the walls of the cabin, dishes crashing to the floor.

Like an insane lioness, Jasiri swings an arm, hitting the remaining dishes from their previous standings.

Calm down Jas, it’s not what you think. Ari Thompson gives a crooked smile, holding her by the hand in attempt to calm her nerves. She swats it away.

"Stay away from me, I hate you. Who is she? Tell me, who on earth is the lady I saw with you? Countless times, I’ve spotted you with her, but never cared to ask. But with what I saw today,