An Archers Arrow |On Hold|

An Archers Arrow |On Hold|

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Paranormal
Nora Archer is the apprentice of a dress maker in London, 1981. Strange happenings occur when Mrs. Bridedale takes a trip to Paris with her husband to learn new dress making styles. Nora is left in charge of the shop, seeing has she has nearly finished her apprenticeship. Red and white candles have been left around in the shop in various patterns, and a week after Mrs. Bridedale leaves, she finds the body of an unborn baby in the middle of a pentagram. Victor Maxwell breaks into the shop chasing after a demon and literally crashes into Nora. How will Nora pay back her debt of letting a very powerful demon escape? Maybe with her life.
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"Marry me, Cassie. Fulfill the promise you made to me. Become the demon's bride." His voice was deep, laced with something ancient, something unbreakable. He stepped closer, his burning crimson eyes never leaving hers. Her breath hitched. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear and something unexplainable tangling together. "And if I refuse?" she whispered. A smirk curled on his lips, dark and knowing. "Then I will make you ready... but you will marry me." She wanted to call him insane, to tell him he had the wrong person. But the way he looked at her-like he had waited lifetimes just for this moment-shook her to her core. He spoke of promises she didn't remember, of a past she couldn't recall. Yet, something inside her ached at his words, a strange sense of déjà vu wrapping around her like a ghostly embrace. What happens when a demon claims you as his lost lover, swearing that you once vowed to marry him?

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