HELL FIRE DREAMS

Disclaimers out of the way, The Devil Wears Prada belongs to Lauren Weisberger and 20^th Century Fox. I'm only borrowing the characters. Stories on this site and original Characters are mine in as much as they are my concepts devised from my imagination but are not created to make profit.

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That said ...Welcome to my The Devil Wears Prada fiction Index. My writing is predominantly F/F. As I'm a flexible sort of individual and very open-minded and generally love the diversity of all Sexual Orientations (which my S.O. refers to as my being a horn-toad) My writing includes Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgender, Inter-sexed, Heterosexual, and Polyamorous ... etc, themes, relationships and or sexually intimate scenes.

Tainted Crossing

For Miranda Priestly, the Cliché proves true: Heaven doesn't want her and Hell's afraid she'll redecorate.

A cast out from both realms, told of a duty that would see her bound in servitude if the forces of balance have their way, as each side plots to rob power from the other.

She has her own ideas of the role she will play in the game of tin gods.

But the rules of the game changes and the ultimate prize slips from her grasp; it's winner takes all. Miranda Priestly's arrogance costs her everything she's ever cared for and everything she's worked hard to achieve. But when opportunity presents itself, neither the forces of darkness nor the forces of light will stop her from winning it all back.

For Andrea Sachs life and death will never be the same. Dying is a pain in the ass. Resurrection is a bitch. Her soul is the chip on the table in a mad game of Cut-throat and she's been dealt a bad hand.

What she needs is a wild ace up her sleeve. And a pair of twins, rebel Angels, who prefer Prada over Halos.

Andy is determined to teach a lesson to tin gods.

Hell truly hath no fury...

 Cover art by UbiquitousMixie

Prologue

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