粘合剂
The dim light from the moon shining through the curtains outline his silhouette. His hands were clasped at his waist in front of him, he wore a black T-shirt and dark jeans. His eyes shone a crimson red in the darkness.
‘I can help you’
'I can protect you’
'All you would need to do is make a deal with the devil’...
Jasmine thought about those for a moment.
As much as she hated to admit it, she could use him. Not just him though; anyone. Anyone who could ease the pain. Anyone who would be willing to stand beside her after everything she goes through day after day. Just somebody.
“I can be that for you...” Azrael began, “I can stop them from coming near you, protect you. I can stop the disgusting, sexual gestures from the scum of your school. I can give you anything you want - happiness, money, power. Just about anything you desire”.
Can he stop it all?
The thought alone caused her eyes to well up with tears. She almost couldn’t believe what she was hearing, his words of hope capturing her completely.
“But, of course, it will cost you,” he explained.
At this statement Jasmine felt a pang of resignation in her chest. Of course there was a catch.
She glanced down at her bed contemplating what it could possibly be. She couldn’t help but let her thoughts take her back to the cliche of movies and books.
My soul?
Azrael's expression lifted into amusement,
“No, it’s not your soul”.
“I want your time”....
The confused expression that Azrael had become well acquainted which reappeared on her face. Ignoring the fact that he kept somehow managing to read her mind, Jasmine didn't understand what he meant by 'time'? How on earth would her time benefit him?
“Time that you spend with me will be taken from your life, and added to mine” he began, “Tasks that you ask me to perform will cost even more time... though, not to worry, I will not ask for too much…".
The thought of her lifetime being stripped away by a demon did not have a comforting tone at all and Jasmine felt the sensation of anxiety begin to coil around her. She felt foolish for thinking there was some kind of hope - hope that a ‘demon’ could help her.
Sensing that she was beginning to close herself off, Azrael locked eyes with the mortal before he spoke.
“Jasmine...” he soothed, his red eyes and soothing tone capturing her.
“Just imagine a life where you are happy. Where you are not scared to wake up each morning and return to the hell that you live in. In exchange for that happiness, all I ask for is a little bit of your time. If you only need me for a year - you will only lose one year of your life. But you will gain many more with happiness”.
These words felt like silk gently brushing against her skin.
One year of her life for a lifetime of happiness?....
All these were just too complex and tempting for her to comprehend..
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Jasmine Hughes is a 19-year-old girl who begins at a new school in a small town, quickly making enemies with the Queen B, Paige. After weeks of relentless bullying, she had almost given up on having a happy high school life. That was when a handsome dark-haired boy with glowing crimson eyes approached her with a contract. He promises her protection and happiness but at a price. Her time.
What if there's more behind the contract that promised her happiness, the price of signing it, and the dark-haired demon who held the key to it all….
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