Prologue

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He watched as the fragile girl walked down the fairly lit streets.

Gripping onto her coat for warmth as the November wind blew against her small frame.

The crisp air tugged her long  brown hair behind her shoulders, showing him her well defined cheek bones, and big brown eyes.

She shivered turning up the music in her head phones nodding her head to the beat, getting lost in the lyrics.

Never has he seen a human more  stunning than her, He continued to closely follow her as she neared her apartment.

She looked both ways before crossing the street, wanting nothing more then to climb into bed with a warm cup of tea and a good book, she aproached her door and fumbled in her pocket for her keys.

He Stood in the alley hiding himself while he watched the girl curse after dropping the silver keys, a small smile appeared on his lips.

But quickly disapeared when he stepped back on a twig making the young girl turn around with wide eyes.

His breath hitched in his throat as his black eyes staired her down, wanting nothing more than to have her as his own, oh how he never craved for anything so bad before.

Her bright eyes peered  around nervously, the feeling of being watched becoming more intense.

Finally She manage to push the door open then slamming it shut twisting the locks.

A sigh of relief left her soft pink lips. She walked to the bathroom washing her face then looking up in the mirror.

She didn't like what she saw, She scanned over every flaw and despised herself.

But that's one of the many things he liked about the breath taking girl, Everything she couldn't come to accept he already did.

She drew him in like a glow in the distance.

She quickly looked away from the mirror and changed into a simple t-shirt and wiggled out of her jeans and climbed into bed.

Yawning, she turned her lamp light off and slid underneath the covers comforting her with warmth.

She slid back up to turn the alarm on her phone for 8am, she couldn't risk being late again to work, she would surely get fired.

He watched her close her eyes and snuggle into the fluffy pillow, he stayed like that for hours, just watching the girl.

He admired her beauty, her strong independent attitude. he wanted her. He needed her.

He was going to have her for himself, soon.

He didn't like being alone in that dark castle. He wanted some one to love, to care for, some one who could stand a monster like him.

He walked over to the bed and sat next to the sleeping girl stroking her hair,

"Sleep My sweet angel, For soon you will leave it all."

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