The Devil of My Heart

The Devil of My Heart

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He is called "El Diablo" because he lost his soul somewhere in the abyss. Choice means having at least two options, but life deprived him of the possibility of choosing. He didn't choose Hell-he was sent there. When an Angel with broken wings falls into his arms, what is the Devil supposed to do with her? Raven felt something for Emerie from the very first moment he saw her, but back then, he didn't know who she was. He was the one who saved her, and he was also the one who destroyed everything that was most beautiful in her-his Angel. He adored her, even though she should have meant nothing to him. He fell in love, even though he believed his stone heart was incapable of love. He loved her, even though every touch of his left deep scars on her soul. But was his love her salvation or her damnation? He chose revenge, even though love could have made him a better man. He realized his mistake and knelt before her-but far too late. His Angel was no longer so innocent. Because of him. The Devil will burn in his own flames.
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Memories

Before you read the summary, I want you to know that this isn't a story about paranormal beings falling in love, with each other or ordinary people. It is about the horrifying and unusual consequences caused be love. "How?" You may wonder...well I guess you'll just have to read and find out. "There was still something there that rang so familiar inside of him, in a place he had long forgotten about. But as a word hangs from one's lips at precise time it's needed or a person is overcome with an overwhelming sense of déjà vu, he just couldn't figure out where he had seen her before. Before this city. Before the last city. Before the city before that. Maybe even before Hell itself." A man's unusual beginning leaves him empty and without a memory. All he knows is that he doesn't belong here, but there is literally no way in Hell he would ever go back to where he came from. Will he choose to be who he once was? Or risk never regaining any of his memories ever again? I was also wondering if you could give me some feedback on the story! It's my first full story I've ever written and I was wondering what's working, what isn't making sense. If you could help me out I'd be really grateful!

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