Aloura West | ✓

"what're you doing?" "it's a pinkie promise" Aloura laughed lightly, grabbing his bruised hand and prying his pinkie from his locked fists. Her heart almost dropping at the sight of a small tattoo on his forearm. Evil incised into his skin, with two horns resting above the words. She stared at it for a moment, before...

The Assassins Kiss

"You're mine, no one else's." He whispers in my ear. "No one will touch you like I will touch you, no one will look at you anyway. Because princess you are mine and only mine." He says. "Excuse me." I glare at him. "I'm no ones." I haven't even known him for a month and he think he has some claim over be. We aren't w...