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"You know, you're rather boring, and for an angel you're a lot less spectacular than what I'd pictured." "But you believe I'm attractive, no?" He smirks. "As if," I blush. As if? I'm an idiot. After Evie Hollow moves to Massachusetts, her school and home life immediately takes a turn for the unexpected. Many spirits inhabit her new house, but there is one so malevolent that even the ghosts retreat to their graves. Jerahmeel (Jay) a fallen angel cast out of heaven to repent for his sins against God, must learn to love once more. Could unnoticed and impulsive Evie awaken that within him? It's up to one girl, six nerds and a jock to some how expel the evil spirit residing in their town. Evie once dreamed of a life that would be a tad more interesting, now she thinks that maybe, she asked for a bit too much. Previously My Fallen Angel
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I was made to serve him. I was made to heed his every beck and call. I was dutiful, obedient, proud of my servitude regardless of what the others thought of me. He was powerful, and he made me powerful, too. It was honorable to be his right hand, to be able to execute his orders to perfection. I thought I had done well in this position. Had anyone asked I would have sworn I exceeded all expectations and fulfilled every request without hesitation or error. I had become an expert in anticipation, of knowing my Master better than I knew myself. So why did he give me away? How could he cast me aside so easily? Was I really so replaceable, so meaningless? He had made me for himself, hadn't he? What other purpose could I possibly have? How was I meant to serve him by serving someone else? -This story has mature themes and depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore, etc. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Servitude" #3 in "Servant" #22 in "ManxMan"

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