Demons Have Demons

Demons Have Demons

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"Who are you?"' "Demon to some. Angel to others" She had faced so many things alone, how could she be able to have another join her life? Just to leave? She always had her best friend, Katrina, but Eleanor didn't know if she could open up to a boy. Eleanor is in a gang with her best friend Katrina. She goes on dangerous missions and somehow survives every time. But one mission, in particular, has got Nora wondering. Wondering what it would be like to have a normal life. Where she would go to high school with perfect attendance, actually stress about tests and to become popular. Well, she doesn't have a normal life, it has always been that way. She is a Loner, that only talks to her friend. She had thought all this, but she was wrong. Just because she met, Jacob Reed.
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