Wish Upon a Killer Star

Wish Upon a Killer Star

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Have you ever wanted to meet your favorite book characters and hangout with them? You know, imagining yourself with the hot boy from the book you finished last week. Well, try waking up one morning to find ten of them bickering and trying to kill each other in your own living room. My advice, never wish hard enough, it may conjure up a sadistic star fairy. ------------------------- THIS MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR THESE BOOKS:And here is approptiate credit to the authors of the actual books. Clare, Cassandra, and HyeKyung Baek. The infernal devices. New York, NY: Margaret K. McElderry Books, 2012. Print. Clare, Cassandra. Mortal instruments. New York: Margaret K. McElderry Books, 2147483647. Print. Brewer, Heather. The chronicles of Vladimir Tod: eighth grade bites. New York, N.Y.: Speak, 20082007. Print. Liparulo, Robert. House of dark shadows. Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 2008. Print.
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

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