SOULmates
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Last published Sun, Oct 6, 2019
In which a woman ends up sharing her soul-and her apartment-with a demon.
"What are you talking about?! As if I had any control over what just happened!" Zaria shot back, still shaking. The demon let out a noise of frustration, whipping around and walking up to her. She steadily matched his glare, despite the fact that her forehead only came up to his mouth.
"Well buckle up little girl, 'cause it looks like we're stuck with each other." Zaria's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"First of all-I'm not little, I'm twenty-two. Secondly, what do you mean we're stuck with each other? Just tell me what's going on-" She stopped when her eyes traveled downward and saw that a fresh mark had appeared below the demon's collarbone--identical to hers.
"I don't know what happened yet--trust me, I'll figure it out-- but until then, it looks like our souls are connected to each other."
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