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Ayla came home from school one day to realize that years ago, her parents had made a deal with the devil. And she was the price. Excerpt: I grab Nathan as a couple of men with scowls appear out of nowhere, roughly grabbing my brother and I and pushing us inside our house. Dad stands in front of my mother, glaring harshly at the guy in the armchair by the fire with a glass of what appears to be whiskey. In just a few moments, what was playful became fearful and uncertain. The man stares into the fire, looking away from us as he takes a sip of my dad's prized whiskey. The man holding onto me too tightly pushes me roughly towards the man, grinning manically as I stumble and almost fall into the man's lap. The man looks up, glaring at the man who just pushed me. The glass shatters, miraculously missing me completely as the guy that I haven't been able to see, stands up roughly. "How dare you hurt her! I told you not to hurt anyone!" The man roars darkly, towering over my cowering form by at least a foot and a half. I whimper, tears stinging my eyes as I stumble away. The man looks down, his eyes softening slightly when he sees me. "I'm sorry, love. I don't mean to scare you."
Chapter One
