Andrew Garcia
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The night was windy and cold, but Elise didn't feel the cold to be chilling. With Ian's hand round on her body, she felt the warmest she had ever been. The wings that were pitch black reminded her of the black feather she took from their last flight. As Ian told her it had turned to ashes, she didn't see check it. Did it really turn to ash? wondered Elise. The position where Elise was, her hand rounded over Ian's neck and his face getting close than never before, had her skipped her heartbeat. "How…
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Elise watched Cynthia left the hallway. Maroon was not standing too far but he was quiet, making him almost not noticeable. Elise shifted her eyes to see the side face of Ian, his face holding a calm expression and a smile that was not for once mischievous. Beelzebub had left along the way without her noticing. She wondered why Cynthia asked her the question. It sounded to her ears as if Cynthia had gone around the towns near where she lived before to search and ask about her and her family. Did…
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Author's note: Coins set per chapter are set by computers. For every 200 words, it is equivalent to one coin. If you find one chapter totaled a lot more than six (1000 words) which most authors usually made each of their chapters in the minimum words of 1000, it also means that the chapter is long. Authors do not have the authority, (no pun intended) to change or set the coins, so please understand that we could not compromise the prices. In case you find a chapter that pays a lot and thinks that it's too…
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Elise thought herself as a rather adept person when it comes to reading a person's character. She didn't know if she was correct, but the man seemed sly. In one hand, he appeared to look like any normal humans, except for the red eyes that stood out to make him odder than humans. If not for Elise hearing Ian telling her that the man in front of her now was a demon, she would have thought of him as a vampire. "I thought you would not let me meet her," chimed Beelzebub. His smile was not wide but…
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Elise tried to pull her hand again. The words whispered by Ian was no less than a whisper of a devil, sweet, tempting, almost bringing her the image of her family's death. Ian told her he would not die, they hadn't tried to prove it is true, and this was what Ian tried to do, but Elise didn't want it. With Ian didn't let go of her hand, she frowned, her eyes looking at him, "I don't want to," rather than anger, or a voice of disapproval, Elise sounded like begging. "Even if you can't die, Ian, I don't…
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The sky was pitch black, and with the winter getting colder, Elise could feel chill running down her spine. But the chill didn't come from the windy sky as the fireplace were lit to warm the room. It was the words Ian said casually that sounded like a joke, but was the complete truth. As if time stopped, Elise stared at Ian's eyes that were gazing back at her. It was clear and bright red like blood, the same color of her hair. What did Ian said? "Kill you?" was the only words Elise managed to squeeze…
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*Music currently hearing: Conan Gray- Heather* There had been one question Elise held for years. The question that appeared when she had first arrived in the White Mansion, nine years ago. She didn't managed to receive an answer as less than a month she had to leave to meet her family. There was regret and curiosity inside Elise. "Why did you choose me?" asked Elise, finally letting the question she held for nine years out, "Why did you chose to buy me? There were people who are prettier, older, and…
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When Ian left, Elise watched his back before her eyes fell on the rusted key. Thinking that standing here would gather some eyes on her, Elise walked to a place with lesser people. Was the shadow a part of her power as a sweet child? She heard from Ian that a sweet child's eyes have the power to see things others can't. She didn't know how she was chosen, but if the shadow was as Ian had told her to be essential, it might be her power. Then what about the key? Elise asked herself, a sigh accompany…
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The key somewhere looked familiar to Ian. He had seen it before but can't remember well when he had seen it before. Seeing how rusted the key was, Ian doubted it was a key to new rooms. The key seemed to be over twenty years old and he knew it by his experience. "It's a key to my room," explained Elise. Now, seeing the key with brighter light, she noted the corroded color of yellowish brown with a coarse layer over the metals. The whole key that was once colored in gold, turned brown, and the one to…
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The place where Elise was standing at now was a narrow passage with open walls on right and the left side. Seeing Maroon from afar, she wondered what the butler was doing with hands on the shovel in the bright afternoon. Seeing the butler from far, she reminded of the image when it hadn't been too long when she entered the castle. There, she saw Maroon holding the shovel at night. The scene she saw now was almost the same like that night, like a carbon copy of what she remembered with the difference was…
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