Hell's Queen

Hell's Queen

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"So you're a fan of angels huh?" Margaret sat beside me, looking down at my book. I just smiled awkwardly at her. Avid fan? Huh, more like researching about them. "I personally prefer demons. All that gore and stuff." I turned my attention back to the novel, trying to focus back. I looked at my friend, Margaret. She winked at me and her kind brown eyes suddenly turned to a familiar striking blue as her lips curved into that cynical smirk I knew too well. "Did you miss me, Dearest darling Keith?" All I could do was to whisper a word. "Arceane." __________________________________ All rights Reserved| 2014 ©RainbowSilhouette
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In a world of monsters, is it possible to find the beauty in each other? Ice melts... Power ignites... Bonds forge... Just in time to clash with the impending storm on its way. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "I think you have lost your mind," Soren suddenly muttered. Then it happened: Annika grinned. A glowing warmth lit inside, heating her cold interior. There was something extraordinary about the simplicity put into a grin. The anguish lessoned, and suddenly anything was possible. Surely the sky could fall if Annika could smile? "What makes you say that?" She asked as she continued her movements. The grin acted as a soothing balm on her aching heart. Annika might've been crazy to become so easily uplifted by an everyday facial expression, but crazy seemed like a much better term to be than slave. "Only a lunatic would approach me in my slumber." His eyes remained shut, and he didn't object to her petting, so Annika didn't stop. "Well... you wouldn't know if you were asleep?" "Mmm," the sound vibrated like a guttural hum, "I awoke the second you entered." "Did you?" Annika asked as she turned her head to study his face, but this time, his eyes were open, revealing those beautiful pits of colorless depths. --------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) Highest Rank: 48 (thanks to you beautiful creatures)

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