This unexpected life of mine and yours The truth that remains in cages This helpless heart of mine and yours That remains hopeless for ages The insomniac eyes of mine and yours Dreaming in this endless universe These stitched lips of mine and yours That desire to say a thousand words Longing for a wish To desperately diminish This introversion of mine and yours.... - warranium Effete Valour, sounds magical, no? It showcases the coward strength. When your strength is becoming coward and you have to fight off your emotions. Fighting with your emotions isn't easy, you see. Walk with me through this musical journey of a warrior with effete valour.. Lots of love, Another Broken Soul Copyright © by @warranium All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED. READ IF YOU WANT, BUT IT'S NOT FINISHED!!! "Welcome to your new life under my rule. It's my pleasure to make your life a living hell." {explicit content} [ cover made by @narrysnirvana ]

❝ once you're mine, there's no going back ❞ + in which a boy raised from ancient traditions has to choose his bride before he comes of age and will stop at nothing to have her [ based on a criminal minds episode ]

"What do you mean?" I ask in a shaky voice. His once scintillating green eyes, turn from emerald to stone cold green. A kind of green that is a beautiful shade, but gives off a deadly vibe. "We can't be with each other." I shake my head. His voice gives out an evil chuckle. I watch him. "Oh, sweetheart, do you think I want to be with a prude like you?" My face drains of color. But then, I remember. I remember a few weeks ago. That one night there was a gun. And I was right there. The images came all over again. I looked at his devilish smirk. "Do you think I want to be with a murderer like you?" His face fell and he shut up. © 2015-2016 | bocaxstyles

" I want you sore, baby," he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, leisurely torment, backward, forward. " Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I've been here. Only mine. You are mine." - Fifty Shades of Grey. (SENSITIVE READERS IS WARNED OF CHALLENGING SCENES)

|sequel to dEVIL| "I couldn't become the King of Hell if I still cared about you, so I became void."

"We are punished by our sins, not for them"

He is the danger I want the most.

Wrong place, wrong time, unknown future... ___________________________ "Just leave me alone." "Sorry, babe, but you're mine now. You belong to me." __________________________ Warning: this story will contain violence, sexual content, harsh language, etc... If you are not comfortable with these things then please don't bother reading if you're going to give me shit. Copyright ©Solicited, Nance || 4-24-15 All rights reserved! Enjoy! #Wattys2016 COMPLETED