Prologue
How do you know when you've sold your soul to the Devil?
It's not really something you can forget.
The way your bones crack into a million pieces. Your blood starts to erupt like firecrackers on a late New Years night.
Something grabs your heart, and squeezes it inside their fist. The fist starts to heat up, engraving something onto your heart.
Then it let's go, taking something very important along within the clutches of its fingers. Leaving your body to remain as a cold, empty shell.
The last thing you hear is a deep, powerful voice, echo through out your body.
"Our deal, is now sealed."
"Your soul is mine."
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Devil's Huntress
RomanceShe kills whoever she is told to kill. Her body and mind are physically unable to defy his command. She is the devil's huntress. But who knew that what now is a cold, hard exterior, was once a soft, happy, naive young girl filled with dreams. What h...
