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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

A small whimper escaped Evelyn’s lips as she lay on the cold, hard ground. Her whole body hurts—bruises covered her skin, and she was sure she had more broken bones than she could count. 


It was dark. Too dark. She hadn’t seen light in what felt like forever. Days? Weeks? She didn’t know. And deep down, she wasn’t sure if she ever would again. 


The dungeon smelled awful, like rotting wood and damp stone. The air was heavy and cold, making it hard to breathe. The icy walls and floors didn’t help, either. She was freezing, and the chill seemed to seep into her very bones. Surely giving her pneumonia germs. 


She coughed. Blood splattered on the ground next to her, and she winced as sharp pain shot through her chest. Her ribs felt like they were on fire. 


She glanced at the old, thin mattress in the corner. It wasn’t much, but it was better than lying here. Still, even the thought of crawling over there felt impossible. 


Chapter 28