"Try and be a rainbow in someone else's cloud" - Maya Angelou
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Hello! Welcome to my deal with the devil
All these characters are created by moi
This story is copyrighted
I am in the process of editing and writing a sequel.
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Wassup? I'm Isabelle Cartel, but my non- existent friends call me Izzy. I recently turned 18.
I also look like my non existent father, well at-least as much as I could remember. He went missing eight years ago and due to my mother's grief, his pictures were strictly banned from our home. I have dark brown hair and a light olive complexion.
I won't lie, I'm not the worlds nicest person. To be honest I'd probably leave you half dead in ally just for eating my food, but I'm no way near as horrible as Sebastian.
But shhh! He must not be named! Pretty much like Voldemort, except Voldemort looks like a five year old having a temper tantrum compared to this guy.
He was - quite literally- the human version of Satan. Just in a sexy Greek god human body, actually I'm still working out if he's completely human.
People call him 'the devil' and he's differently earned the title. Murdering, torturing people without hesitation, robbing banks for millions, hijacking and blowing up navy boats. Heck, he almost created WW3 because he was simply 'bored'. So what am I doing making deals with him you ask?
Oh you didn't ask...to bad I'm telling you anyway. So buckle in, grab a juice box and relax because this is why
I made a deal with the devil.
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My Deal With The Devil
Teen Fiction"How about we make a deal?" He says peeling the knife out my hand. "Im not making a deal with the devil" I say shaking my head as I push him off me. "But babe you can call me Satan" he grins. Contains strong language! Some sexual scenes And e...
