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The Demon in love.

Auteur: EllaBlue
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Synopsis

A Demon, a handsome, cruel and powerful demon fell in love with an Angel, a beautiful and kind girl. A love between an Angel and a Demon is forbidden but they were destined to be together. Will the Angels and the dark forces let them be together or will they try to destroy their relationship? She found out that the demon killed her father, Angel Raphael. Angels could not die only one weapon could kill an Angel, the arch angel blade. The young Angel decided to avenge her father's death but she fell in love with him. They never had peace and because of their love many people suffered. Will he fight to be with her or will he let her go?

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Chapter 1Chapter one sleepless nights

I felt a presence in my room as if someone was watching me, when I opened my eyes there was no one there

"W..who is there s...show yourself." but no one answered, maybe It was just a figment of my imagination, I tried to sleep but I still felt the person watching me. I shot my eyes tightly pretending to fall asleep. I heard the person speak.

"I know you're awake, princess." I heard the person's voice. "You are mine and I would not let anyone have you." He said and I no longer felt his presence. It was all a dream

"Wake up! come on Crystal, It's time for your training."

"Mom I want to sleep some more please."

"Have you forgotten about your training."

oh I forgot about that, I got ready quickly and went to the garden to practice with my master. My mother made me practice how to fight, I was taught how to use a dagger, sword and an arrow.

"Good morning master I am sorry I was late."

"It seems you are having sleepless nights." How did he know ?

My master was strange, he could read my mind and he knew all my secrets. Sometimes I feel he isn't a normal human being. When he is around me I always felt safe. Everything about him was perfect. He looked just like an angel, gentle and calm.

"Crystal you need to be very careful. I know what is bothering you. it's a dream that feels real, that person in your dream is a demon, he will tempt you and mislead you, don't fall for it."

"How do you know all this?"

"I will tell you but not right now, just be careful don't worry about anything he can't hurt you, he wouldn't dare. come on let's practice."

Master was very impressed with me, when practice was over, he gave me a silver necklace.

"Keep this with you always don't take it off." He said" oh take this also keep it with you."

It was a dagger it looked different from normal dagger.

"That is because It is not a normal dagger it's very special, I have one just like it, don't let anyone get their hands on it."

"Ok master."

"I have to go now."

When Crystal was out of sight, he disappeared into thin air.

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