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Running far, far away from that hell hole. The Hotel that everyone had said it was to die for. Literally to die for. Blood, every where on me, and I wasn't to positive of who's blood it was. The childrens? Or mine? I was so close to the end of the the dirt road, but i had blacked out. After I could feel a hand gripped tightly on my leg, dragging me back to the Devil himself.
To say I, Scarlett Smith, had died peacefully was an understatement. That Hotel had wanted the world to see it that way. Really, but really i had died from unhuman things. Words and stories could not explain the pain i felt over and over. The power one person had to do that to someone was horrible. To kill one and bring them back to life again. Ending up immortal was defiantly not great but not bad either. But I sit right next to Satan, my husband.

A/N: Guys I really hope you enjoy this book its gonna come from a long way. And its gonna take forever to update three books but im down to do this. It just shows that i have no life but this book imma be really proud of so i hope you guys read it.

All the love,
Deena xoxo

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