Fallen Angel
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Last published Tue, Mar 24, 2020
From house to house, Angelica has the burning memory of her parents and her old life taunting her. She was now in a home that looked perfect from the outside, but was dark and full of secrets inside. In fear of people finding out her secret, she stayed quiet and followed orders from her foster brother, Jack.
Maximus, the typical bad boy from all the cliche movies and books. Littered with tattoos and stood above all of the student body at a fearful 6'9 height. He was a leader and caused fear throughout each student in William J. Franklin high school.
What happens when Maximus caught Jack doing horrible acts upon little Angelica.
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