Authors Note:


So this is a new fanfic I'm writing :) i know, I know, but I can't help it! I've recently read a couple of devilbuscus fan fiction and got into the concept so I'm writing one of my own.

it does contain suicide, death, maybe some mature scenes, so if you don't like that sort of thing - don't read!

Heres the summary

enjoy!


Summary:


Renée Jones - dark and mysterious - has had a terrible life since day one. She was the result of her mother being raped at 21 and was given up for adoption immediately. She grew up in an orphanage and was kicked out at 18. Struggling to live and survive for 6 years, she felt that her life had nothing else to live for; there was no excitement or adventure and no purpose. So one drunken night, she took Class A drugs and started her addiction. She lost her job so how else could she pay for it? It was a life she hated but felt like she couldn't escape from it. Until one day, in Winter, she overdoses and slips away in the night.

She thought that would be the end but it wasn't. She wakes up in a red carpet and looks up to see a man standing there, holding a staff and had horns sticking out through his dark brown curly hair and hazel eyes watching her.

Satan.

Renée then lived in the afterlife as Satan's servant. She didn't like it but he started to treat her better and more respectively than anyone else ever had. She can't help but feel something towards him. A growing love?

How ironic is the fact that Renée's guardian angel may save her but is a fallen angel himself?

Can they both save each other from condemning theirs souls forever?