A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

Silence they say, is golden but sometimes it's the most lethal poison that eats away at you slowly until there's nothing left and you become an empty shell of who you used to be. The most scary thing about silence is that it could be... addictive? Once you get used to it, You can't help it. It becomes a part of you and finishes you off slowly. Divine Favour, a young Nigerian teenage girl had to change schools after a traumatic event. Having had her trust broken by the person she least expected, she swore never to trust anyone ever again. What no one knows is that - That shy and quiet girl has her own demons, that she cries herself to sleep every night and that she isn't any different from that troubled teen at school that drowns drowns his problems with drugs, recklessness, bitterness and truancy. The only difference is that she is fighting hers all on her own and - in silence. What her family does not realize is that, she never really recovered fully and that she only got a lot better in hiding her pain and smiling through it. Sometimes she wonders, how can anyone be surrounded by friends and yet still feel so lonely? She realized that in the sea of familiar faces she call her friends, there us really no one to confide in. She's dying slowly on the inside everyday and no one seems to notice. Or do they?