The Devils Daughter

The Devils Daughter

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"The Devil isn't real." If you think that's true I suggest you sit down and read. Because you are about to be proved wrong. First there is a such thing as the Devil. Second I'm his daughter. Lastly he's real and he really wants revenge. Revenge is best served cold. Ultimately revenge is something the Devil would praise. Well that's wrong too. Most of the stuff families think he does is really me. I'm the one who whispers your name. I'm the one who causes your nightmares. I'm the one that makes you scared to turn off your lights. I'm the one who drives people crazy. What happens when I meet my so called mate? And he's the one I'm supposed to kill. Too bad I wasn't born to love.... At least I don't think I was.
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Life is a choice. Two friends inseparable; but in life who you fall inlove with can become your biggest MISTAKE. This story takes a turn on how love and revenge get mixed up. Come and meet a young girl who fell inlove with her enemy in persuit of her brother's murderer. But little does she know that the family she has is just a facade. Will she fall or rise above it all? _Something about him seemed off. I was about to say something when he began to talk. "Tell me, what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" "Excuse me!? You called me for this?" I gestured to the both of us. "I don't have time for this. My family is-" "Waiting for you?" The man cackled. "They are fooling you." My eyes widened at that statement. My heart beat sped up. I wanted to talk but couldn't find the words. "Sweetie, the people you are gladly calling parents AREN'T your parents. Your so called mom isn't a day over twenty. Your dad-he's nothing but a phony." By now I was crying Justin a River._ Read more to find out(I wrote this story as a sequel to the first book I wrote...unfortunately I lost it. It was called *A passion for revenge* ) Don't hesitate to vote, comment and share. I'd love to know what you guys are thinking❤it is also UNEDITED.

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