Hell is rising, their war cries are reaching Heaven. Not a single angel is at rest. What frightens them most of all is that they know every single singer from down below and one in particular is especially hungry for their blood.
Hell is rising, their war cries are reaching Heaven. Not a single angel is at rest. What frightens them most of all is that they know every single singer from down below and one in particular is especially hungry for their blood.
❝ if I knew that i'd end up with you then I would've been pretended we were together. ❞ She stares at me, all the air in my lungs stuck in my throat.
I'm making sure i'm not wasting
one...