Syn Carnahan thought that the only true darkness around her was in her own head, but after witnessing the horrific murder of her friend, she is pulled into a world that she wished she didn't belong in. A world where every dirty little secret is revealed. A underground world where a wedding band is forced on her finger, married to a man of no morals, after being picked to sit pretty at his side. But nothing is what it seems. • Elias Volkan. A man, Heartless and crazed. He was hell, if there really was one. His desire of revenge burned hot, and nothing could stop him from getting what he wanted. Until getting what he wanted meant striking a deal with a woman, who he believed was nothing more than crazy and spiteful. But as their demons clash, and the desire for each other starts burning hotter then his lust for revenge, they learn that wanting what they couldn't have is deadly. With tension hot, betrayals burning like embers and the many Hidden truths begging to be revealed, Syn will be tested in ways that she couldn't even begin to fathom.

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.

#64 in Romance 08/02/18 #11 in Dark Romance 07/30/18 #18 in Dark Romance 07/20/18 #139 in Dark Romance 07/05/18 #30 in Dark Romance 07/12/18 Amelia: My mom used to tell me that I was her beautiful angel,she used to say no one could clip my wings, before she died she made me promise that I would continue to spread my wings and fly. But that all changed when the devil wanted me, he wanted my body, my innocence, and he got them but what he didn't own was my heart and soul. I was shattered like a glass you hear in a quite room, I had no hope left, I was just a living corpse. Until I met him... Sebastian: People call me ruthless, vicious, that I kill without mercy. I was sent to this earth to protect the innocent and my family. In the mafia world there is no love, there is only darkness. I didn't believe in love, I thought love only made you weak. Until I met her...

"I'm not kid." "Ok...brat. Is that better?" He smirked at me. The rest of the guys laughed at his remark. I smiled at him. I stood up with my back against the wall. "Take your best shot--" Within a flash the knife flew pass my face like a flash. I yelped. The guys laughed, Our eyes locked. "Oh I plan to." _____ Fabian De Marco is a skilled hit man and good at what he does. After a big hit he gets Made and sent to America. America is a dream filled with good drinks and plenty women. After a failed assassination attempt on the boss's daughter. She is now placed into Fabian's care. Fabian begins to doubt his ability to protect her when he feels like he wants to kill himself if she doesn't shut up and let him do his job.

I sat behind the couch, scrunched in a fetal position, hiding from the sliver of sun which managed to squeeze its way out from behind the drapes. My tormentor. Once a beloved friend, now it holds me captive behind this couch with nothing to keep me company but some cobwebs and fuzzy dust-bunnies. My newly improved eyes spotted a small, dark colored circular disk amongst the shag carpet. Slowly I eased my way over to it. Score! It's a brown M&M. Popping the tiny sweet treat into my mouth, I carefully chewed...trying not to puncture my lips with my freshly acquired fangs. I smiled. Today is looking up.

"Well then that changes everything, it's only right that I pack up and leave because Remington James is happy, my world view has changed, I have no more malice in my heart and I have forgotten that you are an evil, traitorous bitch." He moved closer and closer as each word dripped with sarcasm and restrained anger that was only intensified by the calm smile on his face yet it seemed like he wasn't done "Your happiness means the world to me Remi." "Ok, you don't care you can stop now, I get it " The smile on his face dropped giving place to the blazing anger, he moved forward again closing the space between them just for her to step back but this time he didn't move closer, instead he wrapped his arm around her waist and slammed her body into his and only allowing her enough space to move back so that she could look up at him "No see I don't think you do, I want you to be happy, to fall in love and for all your dreams to come true, I want you to set your life on the course that takes you to your happily ever after because then you will dawn a virginal white dress with a veil, you will walk down the aisle-" He bent over and bit her bottom lip lightly "- and you will marry me"

A deep, sexy voice answered my greeting. “Yes, Miss Scarlett. My name is Saxon Bishop Ridge, and I was requesting your services for a private dinner tomorrow night at the Santa Monica Bistro. I fear it is of the utmost importance.” “I-I, okay. My fees are two thousand for four hours, and one thousand for two hours.” I said, sighing as despair filled me once more. As I rattled off my address, I felt the hopelessness that came with being what everyone else would see as a whore.

It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." They are eight words I will never forget, because with those words I found my addiction. [WARNING:The story your about to read is intended for readers 18+ due to it's sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion] Open to read a brief synopsis