𝐎𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 & 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 ❝𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆. 𝑰𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.❞ -𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐤 𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯 Love is not a word with one set definition. It can mean many things. Redefined every time someone new uses it, and sometimes in a more vile and lascivious way. Love was never on the table. Completely erased from his vocabulary after his mother died an unforgiving death. However, sometimes the feeling can emerge from even the darkest places in the world. Twisted and depraved. Behind the closed doors of a kidnapper's home. Or from the void that swirls in the chest of someone's missing heart. Even between the forbidden love of an angel and a demon. Love can come in all forms, in all contexts, and can form from even the smallest smidge of scorching hate. There is never light without darkness. There is never yin without yang. There are never days without nights. There is never love without hate. There is never life without death. Even villains and demons can fall in love with heroes and angels. His salvation comes from her, and her destruction comes from him. Like clockwork, they are a match made in the universe; polar opposites, but the attraction is never stronger.

𝐎𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 & 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 ❝𝑼𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒙. 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒆𝒙.❞ -𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑵𝒐𝒙 Love was never on the agenda; it was never a part of the big picture. It was a concept that was written off from her vocabulary, and all she needed was power, knowledge, money, and sex. She had it all until he made sure they meant nothing if he was not in her life. Thunder and lightning cause goosebumps to proliferate all over her damp skin as the cold metal of the knife grazes her flesh. After each stroke, the knife leaves a trail of heat, contradicting and defying what her body should feel. Fear. The knife snips what's left of her thongs, the thin fabric pooling around her feet as sand-brown eyes sear into her grays, sending a rush of heat to her center. Her heart rioting against her ribcage didn't go unseen by her or him as his next words sent her body into an overstimulating ecstasy. "On Your Knees, Venus." Love shouldn't have crossed her mind at that point as she stood frozen yet shaking at his venereal act. Bolts of electricity fought their way through her body, and as the flash of lightning traced what should have been a monster, she instead saw a God. And there was no running from his or her feelings for him. The cold, rainy night couldn't overcast the intense love and lust she had for the man who was slowly gazing down at her nakedness.