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The Girl Under The Hood

The Girl Under The Hood

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"I'm a demon." "What?!" he screams. "What do you mean 'what'?" "What do you mean 'what do I mean 'what''?!" "Nick, just don't." "You have wings coming out of your freaking back and you're telling me to "just don't"?!" "Nicholas, if I wanted to hear a nerd scream like fucking a maniac, I would go watch one lose at fornite. It's not a big deal" I say dismissively. "It's not a big deal she says." He sighs and calms down. "Well then, what are you? Some kind of mutant bird?" "No. I'm a demon. We've been over this already." "I didn't think you were serious!" I roll my eyes. "Well, now you do." I pick up the duffle bag and grab onto him. "Now that you're all caught up, we have demons to kill. Off we go." I say as I take off into the night with a screaming nerd in my arms.
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All I ever wanted was to disappear. Keep my head down, keep quiet, and let the world pass me by. Invisible was safe. Invisible meant no one could hurt me again. But fate doesn't care about quiet girls who want to stay forgotten. One reckless day-one stupid, accidental collision-and I shattered my peace. Straight into Nicholas, the golden devil of Blackthorn University. One of them. The four untouchable kings who rule this place with charming smiles and cruel hearts. He looked at me like he'd seen a ghost. Like he wanted to unravel me. Now my name is on their lips, my secrets are under their eyes, and my life isn't mine anymore. Nicholas wants answers. His friends want a game. And I... I can't tell if I'm terrified or fascinated. Because monsters don't always wear masks. Sometimes, they wear perfection-and they make you want to sin. And maybe, just maybe... I'll let them.

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