He steals your heart and rips it apart. "One last time. I'm no girl to you. I am an Angel". Meet the high-heeled trouble. with male pronouns. Like a particularly nasty cat, towering over you, ready to demonstrate his short fuse and regal demeanor. One moment, he snuggles and purrs into your ear, the next, he unleashes his claws, simply because he can. So, watch helplessly, how everyone falls under his spell.. Promise yourself that you will not succumb to it.
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He steals your heart and rips it apart. "One last time. I'm no girl to you. I am an Angel". Meet the high-heeled trouble. with male pronouns. Like a particularly nasty cat, towering over you, ready to demonstrate his short fuse and regal demeanor. One moment, he snuggles and purrs into your ear, the next, he unleashes his claws, simply because he can. So, watch helplessly, how everyone falls under his spell.. Promise yourself that you will not succumb to it.
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Late at night, Anastasia hears a rough knock on the door.
A mysterious figure in black breaks into her bathroom... and into her life.
The sword against the wall and the blood on the floor. Who was it? Or did she just dream?
Anastasia understands that it wasn't a dream or a vision. On the threshold of the kitchen stands her mysterious guest. And he's not planning to go anywhere. On the contrary, he's demanding dinner!
The guest demands to call her in a male pronounce. While Stacy is trying to figure out what this means, her best friend Din-Din shows up at the wrong time. It will no longer be possible to hide the guest. The girls are in big trouble!
In her right mind and sober memory, Anastasia allowed some girl with a sword to hang out in her house... and now this 'girl' is claiming that she is not a “she, but a “he”. An angel. So what are you going to do about this, Stacy?
Q&A session with the angel.
"Why not a girl?"
"What about reproduction?"
"What about those baby angels?"
"Why do you have breasts?"
And someone is already in love… guess who?
Q&A session with the angel.
"Why not a girl?"
"What about reproduction?"
"What about those baby angels?"
"Why do you have breasts?"
And someone is already in love… guess who?
Stacy doesn't know yet, but perhaps she is slowly starting to suspect that the angel possesses a strange mystical power... otherwise, why would she be so delighted with him in her bed late at night?