“Death’s Obsession by Avina St Graves is a compelling novella that delves into themes of mental health, trauma, and self-discovery, weaving a captivating narrative with strong characters to create a haunting tale that explores the depths of love and loss – with a touch of spice!
The story primarily revolves around Lilith, the protagonist, who becomes entangled in a perplexing relationship with Death. The author adeptly portrays Lilith’s struggles with her own mortality and the enigmatic presence of Death in her life. Right from the outset, the book grabs the reader’s attention, establishing an atmosphere of intrigue and mystery.
The character development in Death’s Obsession is praiseworthy, particularly in the case of Lilith. She emerges as a subdued, despondent protagonist, drawing readers into her world and eliciting empathy. Letum, the personification of Death, is equally intriguing, contributing an element of mystique and allure to the story. I particularly appreciated the sweet notes he left for Lilith, which added depth to their love story. The dynamics between Lilith and Letum are captivating and enrich the overall depth of the narrative.
Despite its brevity, Death’s Obsession manages to make a significant impact. The novella maintains a consistent pace, making every word count and keeping the reader engrossed until the final pages.
In conclusion, Death’s Obsession by Avina St Graves is a captivating novella that explores the realms of mental health, trauma, and self-discovery. With its engaging narrative, well-developed characters, and profound exploration of identity, the book offers a unique and thought-provoking reading experience. Avina St Graves demonstrates a masterful command of storytelling, leaving readers eagerly anticipating the possibility of a sequel!”
When the boy who broke your heart returns to claim it, no one prepares you for what to do.
Roman Riviera was once my entire world. As a fellow foster child, he was my knight in shining armor, promising everlasting loyalty and protection.
Yet, Roman Riviera proved to be deceitful.
He abandoned me to face my demons alone.
Three years later, I stumbled upon him in the dead of night, drenched in my family’s blood, etching his initials into my foster brother’s flesh. He bound me and forcibly uprooted me from the life I had rebuilt without him.
I attempted to flee, but he pursued relentlessly. Though I longed to scream, the words remained trapped within me.
He insists I will never escape him, proclaiming his return as permanent. But I refuse to believe his words.
