Mature theme* BOOK 3: (And final book of the Devil's saga) Eyes watched her move. Although, they didn't know who she was, nor what she was. All they knew was the girl was as deadly as the knife twirling in her fingers. Her face had been covered by a mesh mask - masks weren't allowed but for the arena princess, they allowed it. "What do you think?" She asked lowly. I smiled, honourably pleased with how things had turned out. Then I stood, the pale blue demon followed faithfully after me. She was a first success, and that dancing arena goddess would be another. In the end, everything would work out. I chuckled lowly. Azul never had a chance. BOOK 1: The Devils Claim BOOK 2: The Devil's Curse BOOK 3: The Devil's Call finished in 2019 A 'GATES UNIVERSE' BOOK

'You mean to say...you've never walked outside until today?'

⚠️TW: Mention of abuse, self-harm, and suicidal thoughts. Read at your own risk.⚠️ - He needed someone to make his ex-girlfriend jealous I needed someone to get my crush to notice me Neither of us thought that Faking It would lead to something real

You've awoken from your coma but nothing is the same. The black blood inside of you is driving you insane and a new threat, even more powerful than Scorpious, has risen. Also, a certain someone that you'd rather forget has decided to re-enter your life.

After moving from the lively New York City, to the not so boring London, was it really a surprise that drama would rise? Nicole Andersini, fitting in perfectly with the special city, easily adjusted. After meeting London's Bad Boy, anyone could have guessed what would happen. Love, drama, lies, and fights were only some of the things that evolved. Now it's summer. The group has graduated and are looking forward to their summer vacation. Being away from home for three months and surrounded by friends, everyone can guess what is to happen. With Victor still alive and demanding the computer chip, drama and violence are guaranteed. In the matter of a year, Nicole went from sweet and immature to sarcastic and fierce. But was it really a shock that Drew Taylor took Nicole Andersini under his wing; It's what is expected from London's Bad Boy. He was meant to create; London's Bad Girl. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ Yes you do need to read London's Bad Boy to understand this story as it is the sequel. Disclaimer** Based off of movie Getaway. (*Unoriginal story).

--- Those who fear darkness have no idea what the light can do ---

"Mom!" I holler letting the vomit fall from my lips into the toilet. She comes up from behind me and rubs my back while holding my long blonde hair in a little ponytail."What's going on? You aren't sick are you?" She asks. "I don't think so." I grab a towel from the shelf and wipe my mouth. I walk over to the sink and brush my teeth;"Can you um," I look in the mirror and take a deep breath. "go and get me a pregnancy test?" She nods in response. About 15 minutes later she comes back with a small box. I take the test and wait 5 minutes just to be extra sure it worked. I look down and look in disbelief.I show my mother and she just assumes that it's my rapist's baby, but I know who. It's Ashton Irwin's baby.

''Just spit it out.'' I said as she sighed. ''You're the bridesmaid and you'll never guess who the bestman will be..'' she said as the realization smacked me right in the back of my head. I would have to face the dangerous mafia leader that I left heartbroken two years ago. Luke Hemmings. Luke has haunted Taylor's mind since she left him and she dreads to see him again. Will a meeting revive old wounds or will it trigger her buried feelings. (sequel to danger, please read it before reading this)

"No, no, no stop!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, flailing around gasping for the slightest bit of air. "I'll do anything! Pl-please" I sobbed, using up what little air I had left. I clawed at his ice cold hands trying to get them to release his tightening grip from my throat. Suddenly, his hands flew off of my burning throat, allowing me to suck in a breath of air. "Anything?" He spoke, tilting his head in the cockiest way. "Yes! Anything, Please, I don't wanna d-d-die." I stuttered. "Good, I like to play with my food." He smirked. My eyes turned as big as saucers and I hiccuped from so much crying. He laughed at my reaction. He flashed me a smile, and two, pearly white fangs shown from his mouth. A loud sob escaped my lips, which made him laugh even more. "Shh, we don't want anybody catching us out here." His mood turning quickly. I nodded my head up and down quickly, trying to silence the occasional hiccup that would escape from my throat. "Good, now lets go." He said pulling me up to his chest, keeping a strong hold to my neck. "Just know, that I won't hesitate to suck all the blood out of you if you attempt to get away from me, and nobody gets away from me." He growled. "O-Okay." I said, pinching my eyes shut. "Good." He smirked. Then everything went black. fangs © irwinsprinkles