There was one in each generation. Destined to leave their loved ones, their home, their coven, their way of life. To fulfill the age-old treaty with the demons. A Sacrifice. We all spoke about their fates in hushed whispers around open fires like ghost stories, conjuring up tales, each more horrifying than the last. I never thought I would become her. The Sacrifice. Ripped from everything I had ever known, thrown into a world of darkness and uncertainty, my life in the hands of creatures of pure evil. Nothing could have prepared me for the truth. Or the growing infatuation I felt toward one of my captors. But the questions remained: What did they want from me? What would happen to me once they got it? What price was I willing to pay? And what sacrifice was I willing to make to hold onto a love I never could have seen coming?
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