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David's Grace

David's Grace

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Nov 18, 2016
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Paranormal
David is best described as typical. He's your token 23-year-old white male, who never finishes anything. That was until the day he decided he wanted to sell his soul to Satan. Why? Because why not. However, even selling your soul isn't that easy for David. Lucifer thinks David's soul is lackluster.He turns David's offer down, explaining he has no use for a lukewarm soul. Disappointed, defeated, and questioning life David takes the bus home contemplating ending it all. A chance meeting on that bus leads David down a road to accomplish the only thing he's ever truly wanted, power. However, power always comes at a price. For someone who values nothing, what will that price be? Tremendous thank you must go out to my newest friend @benjammies for the cover art. IT's fantastic! As well as @Red_Harvey , my newest found Grace. You truly are Godsend. I'm glad your here.
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UNFINISHED ______ Y/N was released from the asylum 1 year ago, she was there since she was 13, she's now 20. It was hard at first to live in an ordinary lifestyle but she got used to it. But now that the most wanted serial killer "Issac Foster" breaks into her house, what will happen to the ordinary life she now had? Will Zack be a threat to her, a friend, or something more... ________ "I have my reasons for keeping you alive... I had my reasons yesterday, today those reasons don't apply." "Well listen up Mr. Red Eyes, this is my house so I don't need to answer any of your questions, and once again, please be careful holding your scythe so carelessly, you already broke a window." I go to the cabinet and take out the only box of cereal left and a bowl. I'm running out of food, I'll have to go grocery shopping tomorrow. Now, all I need is some milk. I face the refrigerator and take out the milk. As I walk around the kitchen preparing my cereal I can feel the boy's eyes following me around the room. "I don't get you, you're so weird." "Oh so I'm the weird one, your the one who broke into my house. Twice." I pull the drawer open and take out a spoon. Shit. I dropped it. I bend down to grab it, the problem is that I forgot I'm wearing a robe. A short robe. "Hey kitty, I'm seeing way more skin than I need to." My face begins to heat up. I turn my head to the side at the right angle so he won't see the blushing mess I am right now. Good thing I put on shorts. "You shouldn't be worried about me seeing some skin, afterall, I'm not a pervert, I'm a serial killer. And for some reason you don't seem as concerned about that than you should." ___________________________ (This story takes place before Zack met Rachel) *Characters aren't mine, credits to J.C.Staff/Makoto Sanada, hope you enjoy the story, once again credits to the original creators*

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