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The Ballerina & The Devil
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Complete, First published Apr 19, 2015
Mature
"Why don't you go back to Hell?" I spat, fury boiling in the pit of my stomach.

A dry smile played on his lips. "Haven't you heard, Cupcake? The Devil has yet to enter the realms of Hell."



Follow the tale of Demi Lawson and Aidan Benson as they each tear down the stone wall the other has hid behind for one too many years...

One beautiful, fucked up brick at a time. 

• • • • •

WARNING: This story contains mature language/swearing, somewhat intense scenarios, clichés here and there, and a roller coaster of emotions. You're free to enter, but do so at your own risk.

****ALSO: This story is centered around eating disorders. If you're easily triggered by such material I would advise you don't read!****

© XxJessInfinityxX 2015

{Highest Standing: #2 on Teen Fiction)

{Cover by: JuneMidnight}
All Rights Reserved
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