Hell's Devil is Heaven's Angel(Avatar credited to: Peter Sperling--[link] )
Chapter 3: Hell Evan's eyes flew open and he jumped to his feet, only to find himself in a dismal room. It had naught but a bed and a warped desk. The chair had vinyl covering and was torn on the seat. And it was dark. Miserably dark, compared to heaven.Chapter 3: Hell
His heart sunk as he lowered himself onto the chair. "Gavin..." he whispered. "I love you."
He closed his eyes, the memory of his home still vivid. He hadn't even been able to put his tools away. Nor was he sure Gavin had taken their dinner off the stove. He opened his eyes, tears glistening across the golden
Chapter 2: BanishmentThe shining courthouse was more beautiful than anything Evan had ever seen. The marble columns flowed smoothly into the azure steps. The sun light glinting off of them created a light blue haze that floated near the floor. Osiron flew up the stairs, nimbly leaping up the steps. Evan and Gavin followed much more slowly, awed by the great building. Osiron tapped his foot as he waited at the top, then took off again once they reached the last step.Chapter 2: Banishment
“You are meeting with Sir Mathius and the court of judges in the trail room, right through these doors here…” He pulled on the golden handles that opened the oak door
Heaven's Devils--Ch 1 Chapter 1Heaven's Devils--Ch 1
Evan stretched, arching his back with a loud yawn. The early morning sun filtered through the window, the rays gently caressing his face, prodding him awake. He sighed and threw the covers off, letting his bare feet touch the cool wooden floor. He smiled, most content with his life.
Everything seemed to be going well. The farm was taking root, the house had been fixed since the west wall accidentally caved in (a minor error on Gavin’s part of throwing the ball too hard, while a large error on Eva
Pleased
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...ah, I've been misunderstood! [Qt. the best-known italian idiot]
|RONK|
Oh plz forgeeve mai Inglish, me Italia, only speek spaghetti. ò.ò
{..Shouldn't it be so?}
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...ah, I've been misunderstood! [Qt. the best-known italian idiot]
|RONK|
Oh plz forgeeve mai Inglish, me Italia, only speek spaghetti. ò.ò
{..Shouldn't it be so?}
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cant spell
never know what to say/type
and loving it
...
yeah thats me
*punches air in victory*
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cant spell
never know what to say/type
and loving it
...
yeah thats me
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cant spell
never know what to say/type
and loving it
...
yeah thats me
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