In love with Lucifer

 

Have you ever been in love with the devil? Even if he looks just like a normal boy with the face of an angel, we all know when the devil has taken control over our lives. "In love with Lucifer" is a horror romance story I'm writing on a website called wattpad.com. I want to make a summary of the story here, because this is very important for me.
The main characters are Helen Whitakers, Lucifer(how could he not be here?) and Melissa Oakley - Helen's friend. That's until now. In the future I may add some more.

First of all, here's the link to the story if you want to read it: In love with Lucifer (it will open in a new window). If you are using mobile here's the code for the story on wattpad: 24883614 (here's the link to the mobile version of the website: m.wattpad.com ). My username on wattpad is: MixSalvatore (I have some stories in Romanian if you are interested).

Helen is a highschool girl who never fell in love. She likes boys, but just not enough. One day she dreams of a handsome man that rescues her. When she looks at his face she discovers he is as beautiful as evil one can be. She's not sure if he's an angel or a demon, but he tells her he is her angel actually. She doesn't want to believe, but when she wakes up from this dream she is confused and starts searching information about the devil. Soon they will meet again, in reality this time. He says he is trying to save her (at a party), but in her mind only damage has been done. 

Melissa has been her best friend for a few years and she is not aware of Helen's encounters with the supernatural. For her, life is simple and dramatic only in the thoughts of boys, highschool and family. Other secrets will lie in her closet too, but more on that later.

Helen's family is not an ordinary family. They also have a lot to hide. Her father will give her a clue on the things, but that raises just more questions than answers in Helen's mind. Lucifer wants her, she claims she hates him and for some time her life is going in the difficult ways because of her connections with the devil. She will find out about a group "The Fallen" who want revenge against Lucifer, and of course, against her. 

She is Helen in my vision.

This story takes place on Earth, Hell, Heaven and a supposed Paradise. You will find out more on the on-going chapters. I am currently at Chapter 4: Insidious Places . If you want to be updated with the new chapters that are coming you can follow me on twitter: @blachshadowangel. 

Change? Really? "Haven't noticed"

2012 it's been a hell of a year! I know it's not over yet, we're only in August, but how many things could happen till now...

This year it's been "the end" for many of us, and I'm not talking here about death literally, I'm talking about failed relationships, friends lost, changes in people, changes in everything I guess. The best part is that is not over! I wanted this year to be peaceful and it was quite the opposite. Now, I think I'm prepared for the rest of it, but who knows what's about to come.

I want to thank all the people that didn't let me to know them. You have no idea what great favor you did.You know that feeling when you want to spend your time with someone (friend or future lover) and that person doesn't seem to share your interest and tries to get away from your life. Well, that is a real friend. Like this you can't say anything wrong about her, only the fact that she didn't let you in her life, but trust me, one day you'll see it's for the best. I discovered people this year, and I discovered them in a way I wish it never was, but when people choose to change, they usually go for the current trend. And it's trendy to make new friends and forget about the past ones, it's cool to lie.. to whatever. It's cool to be fake. Yeah, I guess that's the word people are embracing today: fake.

The unspoken words are called "unspoken" not because they are some sort of dangerous secret, but because when we find out the reality about someone, it's like... unexpected and it leaves you speechless. The truth does that sometimes, especially if tasted after years. It's like wine, as it gets older, it has a more of an impact on you.

You might be asking why I am talking in so many metaphors. But there are some things, that you can't say out loud without trying to make the situation sound better. It doesn't have to be so bad that you're disappointed in people, that the need to meet new people it's actually because the ones you knew are like rotten apples now (and yeah, this was pretty harsh).

Welcome to Hell

I'm not good at writing about good things. It's not because they're not happening in my life, but I just can't express my beautiful scenarios of the world. Maybe because the world isn't beautiful with humans in it. I guess that's why almost everyone goes to hell. They deserve it. 

My dear, friend, welcome to hell! Here you will find everything you need: lust for your body, suffering for your soul, broken hearts (enjoy that you're also allowed to break other hearts), mind numbing, and a lot of opportunities lost. Even though there are a few disadvantages, I'm sure you'll like it here very much. You know what makes me so sure? The hatred in your heart. You can't deny it. You can't deny your desire to make right in your life, even if that means stepping on other people.

Here, in this "paradise" no one condemns you. You are free! Finally free! What are you waiting for? Enjoy the dust you were made of! But wait! That's not everything. You also get to have wings. You can be beautiful, you can sleep all you want, you can have everything you desire. You just have to do a little thing for someone. You need to understand the devil, as he understands you when you're crying, when you're laughing. He knows your deepest secrets. It's time to know his. Yeah, I guess this is the hardest part, but will you fight?

You're still saying it's not worth fighting for? Then what is it worth? Who do you want to be? Yourself or somebody else? Do you want to have power or you want to be a nobody? You have to make a difference. But you can't, because you're just like everyone else: mean. And if you're still good, you won't be for long. Say I'm wrong. Say it with all your heart. 

... I still can't hear you.


... Not even now.


... Guess what? You've been accepted to hell! Go on and celebrate!

Hatred and Despair

Lie to me, lie because you know I know, but you want to forget. Drag me to hell, but refuse to say where we are going. Oh, where are we going? In my hell today, in yours tomorrow. In my mind you are a cockroach and I squash you a million times.


Lie to yourself because you can't stand reality, your sins are not so evil, but your mind has mysterious intentions, you wanna kill, kill, kill! And I want the same, you see we are made for each other, but, yet, we pretend to be angels with our sweet black&blue puppy eyes.


And I want you to scream my name in terror, like a suffering soul covered in a bloody scenario. And you want to rip the life out of me. You find yourself in these words and you don't want to admit it, and yet you wonder how is it possible that I know every thought of yours, every move, every desire. 


Hatred is such a beautiful feeling, you embrace it every night and you hold it tight like you love it, and you lie awake filled with a warm smile on a bloody carpet. You love this feeling. Such contradictions are in your mind and you want more and more hatred. You would do anything to have it in your hands to make shapes of it. We know the face of death, we know what's in hell or in heaven, but you wanna know the face of hatred. Maybe you are that face. Now you're laughing in terror knowing that I found your secret.


You devour hell. Why isn't it enough for you?