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The Devil's Prisoner
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Continúa, Has publicado oct 26, 2024
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You have two options either you agree to be my queen or I will make you my own personal slave" he whispered in my ear still keeping my hands tied above my head.


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Ava waltz had the perfect college life. a good boyfriend, a promising career, happy parents and a stable income. But it all is blown to hell when her boyfriend dies in a car accident just a few months before graduation. Thrown in shock and depression Ava decides to take her own life.


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Cameron Diaz the college prodigy, owner of a self made billion dollar company, the devil reincarnate finds himself obsessed with a girl who is about to jump off a building.will he save her or condemn her to hell with him

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What happens when Ava makes a dangerous deal with the devil holding her captive?  What will happen when these two collide? Will they act on their growing feelings or burn everything to ashes.
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