The Darkest Days
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Loyalty killed me.
Passion killed her, literally.
They say let your passion kill you. What if it is?
It looks glamorous to you, right? The lights, the stage, the attention, the fashion. Have you seen what happens behind closed doors?
No, it's too ugly in there.
Too dark. Despite all the bright lights around you. You're still lost and blind.
And in that darkness, lives a dark horse. The devil whom you sell your soul to.
In return of what, you ask?
Well, just about... everything.
Angels can be tempted and Angels can sin. Angels can fall. But can they have hope at all?
A writer leaves a certain part of themselves in their work. Can you see mine?
Be a part of a story of two sisters from a slightly different perspective as they try to find their place in this world.. and end up finding themselves at the top of it.
(October 3rd 2017 - )
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