A BARGAIN WITH THE DAREDEVIL by Naomi Antia epub vk download

Me last year, I'm in the blue, oh gawd. ^^ (Tryna be sassy like) and that smile tho.

A little starter thingy here, k?

1. If you have rude or mean comments, please keep them to yourself, they make no difference and there is really no point of expressing them.

2. If you like this book, you can thank Vivaldi and Tchaikovsky for it. Pretty much because I was listening to Winter from the Four Seasons and The Nutcracker while I came up with the plot. I swear it's my mom's fault I'm like this. (And swan lake tbh)

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4. Feel free to comment any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors, anything that will help make the book better! (and more bearable honestly.)

5. Enjoy the book! (I think I'm supposed to put some copyright stuff in here, but whatever. Just please don't copy my book!)

6. Always, ALWAYS listen to the song.

Faith's POV

Deep breaths. Deep breaths, Faith.

I silently prayed that I wouldn't miss the pool and crack my head open on the sidewalk, that would really suck. Though it would save me from the English assignment that was literally due yesterday, the one that I haven't even started.

Suddenly, the idea of dying wasn't so bad.

"Trust me, you'll make it into the pool." My best friend and roommate shouted to me over the booming music, coming from inside the house. Molly was wearing jean shorts and a plain black t-shirt as she wobbled my way. "You got this!"

"Faith! Faith!" The crowd cheered me on from below and I knew that backing out now would be social suicide and even though I wasn't uber popular, quitting definitely wouldn't help my situation.

I saw Molly creeping up behind me and whipped around. "Don't you dare push me, I'm going." I said, sticking my arm back to keep her away, not that it did much.

"Good-bye, cruel world." I muttered under my breath quietly. Using my left hand to plug my nose, I took a bit of a running start before hurling myself into the pool. My bare feet left the hard shingles of the roof and the next thing I knew, I was flying. The cold wind nipped at my skin, raising the hair on my arms. I screamed out with joy, my hair whipping through the air. I closed my eyes and smiled, listening to the crowd cheering. Soon enough, the noise around me blurred, the water nearly silencing the rumble of my environment as my body broke the surface of the pool.

I opened my eyes, too caught up in the moment to remember that I was submerged in water. The chlorine stung my eyes and I quickly closed them again before swimming to the surface. I rose a victorious fist as I reached the top, taking a gulp of air. The crowd went wild as I used the ladder to climb out of the pool. A group of fairly attractive boys picked me up and started throwing me up and down. I'd be terrified out of my mind if the adrenaline wasn't still pumping through my veins and filling my system as if it were a drug.

The grin on my face practically reached my ears and I looked around to see plenty of wasted teenagers jumping into the pool. My gaze made its way over to the garden at the back of the mansion and landed on a vague shadow under the gazebo.

The thing that shocked me was: the shadow moved.

I gasped as it slunk out of the gazebo and slithered through the roses, towards the tulips. The figure grew more defined and had the outline of a person - and if I had to guess, judging by the broad shoulders and towering height, it was a male.

No one else noticed the shadow as they hooted and hollered. My eyes left the gardens as the boys put me down. Everyone soon continued dancing and grinding up against each other, but I was no longer interested in partying at the moment. I tiptoed over to the garden, trying to be as silent as possible, though I doubt anyone could hear my footsteps over the blasting music.

My feet left the grass and came in contact with the brick path. I treaded to the place where I had last seen the mysterious figure, only to find that he was gone. I heard rustling in the trees and fear struck a chord inside of me. It's probably the shadow man, a voice inside my head snickered.