The Darling Devils

The Darling Devils

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The Darlings own the city. They live at the manor on top of Bluecreast hill. Being on the Darlings good side would make you set for life. But getting on their bad side you are done and might as well leave the country. 💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵 I'm Reyna Darling. You could say I'm the black sheep of the family. I am a red head in a sea of blondes. Just look at all the family photos. I stick out like a sore thumb. You could say I am a lonely and I am very well read. If I was anyone else I would for sure get bullied. But my name holds power. I'm a Darling. My Family is solid and very close. But everything started going down hill and secrets started coming out when Ms Vivian Sanders came back into town. Now who said rich people don't have any problems because they were wildly totally WRONG Cover by BookishBillboards
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Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

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