http://slow.writerscafe.org/angelbitten The original writings of author Starrbitt en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776084608 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter TwoDace came up to me after ninth period to tell me he had called mama and she was fine with me going over to study and spending the night with Carla. With the look in Daces eyes and the way he said, "I don't trust Carla," I knew he didn't think we were studying. He probably saw some hin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angelbitten/1298382/ Chapter One&nbsp;Our school wasn't the best looking thing in the world, a bricked building with a large wire fence around it, and like every other school scattered around our area, it was filled with any kind of drug you can think of filled in every teens pocket. The famous line of Shallow Hig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angelbitten/1298258/ PrologueMama was always telling me that one day I'd grow up and wind up marrying the most handsome prince out there. 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