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"That's not my shadow, it's my darkness"

Evelyn De'luca, she reads the rules before breaking them. 

A fifteen year old girl, who had seen the worst of humanity yet she survives everyday of living. She never desired anything except freedom, which she never got, and choices she never made. Surviving to the mother who lives on drugs and then surviving the dark years gifted by her mother had made her into something, she couldn't be recognised as her own. 

There's so many scars and secrets she wears on her skin, a secret monster which people fear. She just smiles when people say monsters do not exist, it's a myth but to her? They exist. How does she know that? It's because she is the one.

Join the journey of Evelyn De'luca, how she found her family and how she'll hunt down those demons dancing in shadows. 


Beautifully destroyed

“Nah,” I grumbled, squinting at the dress Angelina held up. It was fire- red, tight enough to suffocate me, and short enough to make me paranoid. I won’t be able to kick someone in the nuts without flashing my underwear to the world. 


Absolute no. I am so possessive about my underwear. ﻿ 


“When you weren’t going to pick any of my choices, why the fuck did you even ask for help?” Angelina growled, tossing the dress back on the rack with a dramatic flair. ﻿ 


It is just three days until the Mafia Ball. Instead of going with all the hyperactive, overprotective testosterone of the house, me and Angelina sneak out on our own shopping spree. ﻿ 


Well, she is shopping. I am perfectly content slouching on a couch and pretending to help. ﻿ 


Nasty witch— my inner bitch sneered, popping her head up like she’d been napping for days. ﻿ 


Oh great, you’re back. Where the fuck have you been, bitch? Taking a mental health break? ﻿ 


Chapter 31