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The Devil
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I felt his cold hands grab my wrist I kicked him and I screamed but no one heard me. His black eyes cut into my mind and I tried to run, his hand slipped from my arm but he tripped me and I collided with the hard wooden floor. I thought my parents would hear, I though my brother would hear...but it was like my life was on fast forward, everything happened in a flash... Silent and Quick Grace is a 15 year old girl who had been stalked by the haunting James since she was 10, only now...on her besr friends birthday does he finally attempt to take her leaving blood and a dishevelled room as the only evidence of her abduction...he left her family in misery and heart break...what has he got planned for Grace? Can she ever escape the walking hell itself?
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I killed my friends and it's my fault. But feels unexpectedly euphoric... Kyra is the Devils daughter but she doesn't know it. Soon she meets Coen (a guy with a rich history and inhumanly talents), little do they know what's in store for them. "I have just stabbed my favourite teacher. What is wrong with me. There's blood coming out of her chest, more and more as her heart pumps. But it's already too late because I see my scissors sticking up from her ribs as I feel unnaturally good. All of the guilt has somehow oozed out of me. I remember that I feel good only after the person has died so she must be dead. There is silence for about 10 seconds then everyone starts screaming and runs to the other side of the room to me. I don't know why but this is kinda fun. I slowly walk towards them, smirking, as the guy who bullied me for me whole life is shaking and grabbing onto his best friends shoulders. I'm not going to hurt them but it is fun torturing them. He has made my life miserable for 11 years so I'm not going to leave without out evening out the mental and physical indents he has had on my life. All those sleepless nights of crying, cut and bruises he has given me. I continue to walk even closer, everyone has started to back slowly away from him. He lets out a stupid high-pitched scream as I whisper to him." I swear I'm not a psychopath.

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