Found 4 american satan Stories

I was on the streets, until I wasn't. They took me, fed me, clothed me. For a time I was happy, until he came back. I had five years to accept his chains, my monster. He owned me, until I met the Enforcer of The Satan Snipers.
His name was Zero.
He wasn't just an enforcer. He was a stone blooded killer.
Meet the girl-
Beggar:-
I've never known a day of being normal or having a hot plate of food to eat. I don’t even know what it feels like to have a bath. The streets of Washington has b...

This is an incredibly dazzling circle, where every step upward requires immense effort and the heads of countless competitors to be trampled underfoot. Innumerable talents come to Hollywood with dreams, but the vast majority fall along the way and end up as ordinary people. In the climb to the top, talent often outweighs hard work, but opportunity is more important than both talent and effort! This is his legend.

He has received the most lavish praise and the most venomous curses. He is a guy with defiance coursing through every vein in his body. He is a white boy who will never become a socialite. He is a young man from the countryside in the eyes of the public. He is Tommy Hawk. He has been reborn. Welcome to a story that tells the American Dream in the first half and the American Nightmare in the second half.

This book has been rewritten and is dedicated to my Grandmother, Marie Valerie Perrett. Her flesh and bones now lay as ash, while her spirit glows within the ones fortunate to have breathed her air, as memories, and moments from the past become those that define our future. In my life some of those are memories and lessons that she has taught me, not just by words, but by actions.
She gave me the tools to be a strong woman, and at times I admit I struggled to stand, but my grandmother held me b...