My Secret Demon
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She was just a picnic girl, lost in the woods when the sun disappeared.
Then she saw it-a stunning villa bathed in moonlight, with glowing lanterns, white marble walls, and roses blooming in the night. It looked like a dream. Silent. Magical. Too perfect.
Curiosity pulled her inside. In the grand hall stood a coffin, untouched, mysterious.
When her fingers brushed it-
the wind howled.
The temperature dropped. Curtains flew. Candles blew out.
Something ancient stirred in the air.
Terrified, she turned and ran-but behind her, the coffin began to open.
And the demon inside... had awakened.
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