All Chapters of Embracing the Devil: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

**WARNING**  Dear reader, Before you read this book, be aware that it contains a lot of mature content dedicated for those above the age of 18 years old. It contains violent and bloody scenes, strong language, as well as quite vividly described love scenes. If you feel uncomfortable by it, I, as an author won't mind if you chose to stop reading it.   My friend once asked me, why I want to become a writer. I've answered, so that I could at least control the lives of the characters in my book. My life was out of my own control since forever… Let me introduce myself, my name is Anastasia Kowalsky, and my story begins when I was 25 years old, and didn’t have any hopes for so-called “bright future”. I’ve never had the guts to follow my dreams. Since everyone told me that writing won’t pay your future bills, I’ve never even tried to study literature. I choose to s

I finally started to write, or at least I really wanted to. I’d opened the text editor on my freshly new laptop and… stared at the blank white computer page for about an hour.“Why is it so hard?!” my mind felt like Sahara Desert, empty and dry. Then I decided to go on some web novel chats in search for any kind of help.“How do I start???” I cried desperately on the chat I found.

When I woke up from my nightmare it was three AM. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding and high adrenaline level made me sleepless through the rest of the night. After tossing around for long hours, I finally surrendered at seven o’clock and got out of the bed. My hands were still shaking. I wasn’t sure if it was due to the nightmare or lack of sleep.

I stepped back as much as could, like I wanted to blend into a wall… or become the wall. My whole body instinctively tried to escape. Since I couldn’t, I looked into his eyes and forced a smile.“Hello,” I choked out with a low voice.“Hello, Miss Neighbor,” he said with the same smirk as before. He got into the elevator and stood next to me and turned to the screen showing floor numbers.

The group of men were just around the corner, they were getting closer. I heard their voices. They were aggressive, violent, and most probably – drunk. I knew that I have to get away from here fast but not in the way to draw too much attention.My heart started to pound, I was so frightened I could barely breath. I turned around and run towards the well-lit street but they came faster than I thought. I still had half of the alley to go when I heard them almost right behind me. I sped up but it was too late, I was a perfect prey for them.