Russia never felt like home to me.
I never felt home anywhere, I moved a lot as a kid, but no where felt like home.
Until I moved here, to Hawkins.
There is something about Hawkins, something magical, something that makes it special.
Driving down the long quiet road surrounded by tall forest trees, it was peaceful, it was beautiful.
I used to love beautiful things, which is why I loved him.
He was beautiful. Words cannot describe the aura of perfection that surrounded him, any thing he did was perfect, any move he made was perfect, he was perfect.
When god made man he created him with all his power making him out to be the perfect human.
He was everything boys wished they could be, he was every girl young or olds fantasy.
How could someone so beautiful be capable of such foul and cruel things.
Why would god create someone so tempting, that turns out to be your worst nightmare.
He was an angel.
He is a fallen angel.
If he's the fallen angel that makes me his Lilith, how nieve I was.
He fooled eveyone, including me.
He was an angel,
Yet so was lucifer.
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Strange ( Peter Ballard/Henry creel/001) x fem reader
FanfictionA twisted dark romance love story, set during season 4 and a little beyond/ before stranger things season 4. ~~~~~ "Your a monster." "Well darling, I suppose that means you are too, we are a lot more alike than you know." "I could never be like you...
