MEET ANGEL OF DEATH

MEET ANGEL OF DEATH

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Raya Smith Doesn't it all start with a girl meeting a boy and falling in love? Well, this is how my story started too, a high school romance if you can say so if your typical high school romance includes guns, mafia organizations, secrets, and tearing your fucking soul out of your body. Angelic eyes like the blue of the ocean, a body to die for, and a mouth that lied like songs of heaven in your ears became the death of me, I fell for him so hard I reached the circles of hell. We all go through heartbreak, don't we?! Some never love again, some build trust issues, and others move on, but I... well let's say I did more than that. I made it my life mission to ruin him, cause a love so big and passionate can only saves you or kill you. Me? I became the Motherf*king Angel of Death, and I will ruin you Deamon Vincenzo Gambiano, you don't even know I'm coming. Deamon Gambiano Being a second son in a mafia empire is not easy, I never wanted it but I was born in it, there was no escape. My father used to say women are just a pleasure tool and sometimes become spiderwebs to connect parts in the organization when money can't buy a way in. Never believed in love till it crushed me down like stones thrown from the sky. Her... OH HER my heart skips a beat whenever I think of her, Raya, My Raya. She became mine and I hers and it felt like magic to belong to someone. to connect parts of your soul so deep even death can't cut the threads, but I ruined her, I hurt her, I left her and that has been the biggest regret I have to live the rest of my life with, even when I die I will never forgive my self for it. But she was too good, too pure for this life, for me! I had to... I had to leave her behind cause that life was a lie it wasn't me, it wasn't true, it wasn't safe for her and I would sell my soul, body, and breath to the Devil if that was what I took to keep her save, safe from me.I'm sorry my angel. Know I will always love you and only you.
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The banging starts again but this time a lot louder. I can hear the girls screaming up stairs. I pick up my phone and dial 911. "Hello this is 911 what's your emergency?" "There are a bunch of wolves outside my house. I think they have rabies or something I'm not sure." The banging gets louder and I can feel my face getting wet from the tears. "Mamm did you say wolves are there?" "Yes Yes there are wolves about 10 of them out here in my front yard. I need help!" I hang up the phone and sit on the end of the stair case. I close my eyes and start praying. Something I haven't done in a while. "I have faith, there is a god. I have faith, there is a god, I have faith, there is a god." I repeat over and over. The glass breaks and I start screaming. I stand up and try to scramble up the stairs. The door comes falling down and there are about 10 wolves standing in front of my door. A woman emerges and walks toward me. She snaps her fingers and the pretty brown wolf is in front of me. Right there by my face. "Ridanna you know what to do." Her teeth is wrapped around my neck and she sinks them in. I try to scream but it's hard to. At first it hurts but now the pain no longer exists. I feel like there is no such thing as pain and I feel light as if I can float off the Earth. Fine as hell white boy with a pro-black activist fall for each other. Cherise Miss Activist doesn't want to date Zaire the fine as hell white boy not for his race but for his secrets. What if he had a past he didn't tell you about and the only way you found out is because the past came to kill you? And I'm not talking werewolves and vampires. Cherise would only wish for problems for they would be so simple compared to hers and Zaire's. If any woman found out Zaire's secrets they'd take off running to the nearest police station or they end up in a body bag in the end. Depends....which will come first?

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