Hanna sat sprawled out on the leather chair, popcorn on her lap, soda in one hand, and TV remote in the other as she flipped through channels.
"Ugh, there's nothing on." She groaned in disdain, glaring at the flatscreen.
At last, she had found a show that peaked her interest.
The history of demons, devils, and witches. All things unholy rolled into one 2-hour show.
It's funny how while she was seen as pure and innocent, she had one of the darkest minds.
She had always been fascinated with the creatures. Something about them drew her in.
Maybe it was that they were all human once. Or angels, in the Devil's case.
They were pure beings before something warped them into twisted creatures.
Just like with people.
She settled back in her chair, eyes now glued to the screen.
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Rubbing her eyes as the show ended, she stood and stretched before checking the time on the wall clock.
3:47 A.M.
Shoot.
"Ugh, I have school in the morning!"
She shot up from her spot and darted upstairs to her room before flopping down on the bed. She sighed, smiling, as she drifted off to sleep.
Dreams of fallen angels and love filled her sleep, causing her smile to stay all through the night.
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"So this is her?"
"Yes."
His lips curled into a wicked grin.
"Perfect. He shall be pleased."
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The Girl Who Made The Devil Weak
Teen FictionHanna Williams was purity in every sense of the word. Never once cheated on anything or anyone, never drank, no drugs whatsoever. She's never even kissed a boy before. She was just a normal, boring 20-year old. But when a terrifying twist of events...
