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The demon lord asks the hero to kill him but...

Smooch your tropey troubles away ❤️

His skin was white–and cold–as snow.

You wake up in a carriage with an annoying stranger...

Enter a week long bet against the Grim Reaper to keep your soul... and maybe fall in love along the way?

The bad guys are hot…?!

a fated love: will you follow the string until it turns red?