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He was stupid. Careless. Reckless. Unorganized. All the things that Layla-Fia wanted to be. He went by his own rules. She saw him across the wild party. Her hood was pulled close to her head. Putting her face in total darkness, keeping her identity safe. It was a Halloween party, so her red cloak didn't bring to much attention to herself.A drunken teen came crashing into her and strong arms catch her before she fell. It was the boy she was studying across the room.Her mind couldn't wrap around the logic behind his quick movements."Why are you watching me?" He asked her. Not once did he try to remove his hand from her back. Her mouth went dry. Her palms grew sweaty. She didn't know what to say. This gorgeous male was speaking to her. She did the one thing she was good at. She ran. She put as much distance as she could between the boy and herself. Evil things whispered in her thoughts. Telling her turn back. All her life she ran away from fate. Until she meets the demon hunter. 18+
1: In the beginning
