Saved by my Anti-Angel (Under Construction)

Angels; they’re everywhere. Spreading good, saving lives, trying to stop evil as it’s brewing. But we all know that where there’s good, there’s evil lurking around still hidden in the shadows. Anti-Angles; they’re complete and utter opposites of angels. They’re rude, competent, evil, and they’ll do anything to get their own ways. When someone steals the golden heart, the very thing that keeps both sides alive and separated, they all blame each-other. And that, my friends, is where I come in. I wasn’t actually intending to steal the oh-so-sacred golden heart from its glorious place that it was supposed to be kept in intentionally. No, I was actually trying to steal a gold necklace that was literally begging me to do it from the glass shelf. At that time it looked precious and beautiful as it was glowing, but I hadn’t known what responsibilities came with it. And that made my brain feel raped. And that’s where Ryder Matthews was forced into my life. Apparently, he was one of the most troublesome people that knew about the golden heart and those weird and creepy angels and anti-angels. Being the badass he is, he was blamed for stealing the golden heart in the first place when it wasn’t his fault; it was mine. So, since my brain was all over the place, I confessed on having the heart because I’m a blabber mouth who spits out everything that makes me feel guilty. And that,my friends, is where my story begins.