A Choice

A Choice

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This here is a short story I wrote for my English class Renèe a troubled teen who doesn't know who she is or why the Gods chose her to be there leader. She struggles to find who she is but eventually grows into someone she didn't think she could be. Everything is going good for her until tragedy strikes and she's forced to chose between her family and her fate. 'I woke up screaming and covered in sweat. My brother Dante came running in panicked. He held me and rocked me back and forth. "Everything is going to be ok. It's done, it's over. They won't hurt you." he kept repeating.'
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"Who is allowed to be your bully?"he whispered as if asking her to reveal a secret between both of them. "You are m-my bully?" Rose said more or less confirming the answer. She tilted her head slightly, a pout morphing on her face as she looked at the male who caused the world population to scatter away in fear. "And you have to do whatever I say." Rose scrunched her nose in confusion, knowing Ares since they were children. She had always known that she had to do a task if he commands her to, but why was he repeating this infront of the whole school? "Come here." he motioned the chocolate eyed girl closer to him, his hands gently smoothing down her blue skirt which was ruffled. "Bow down your head Rose." as soon as the girl tilted her head down, her jet black hair shining in sunlight as she adorably fiddled with the golden button on his coat, soft kisses rained down her head decorated in a braid. Gasps were heard all around. And it was the claim enough, declaring to the world that to whom the innocent girl belonged to ARES. Book 2 devil's vow Standalone **NO TOXIC RELATIONSHIP*

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