Everyone calls Luke a monster. But that's not true. He's a demon.

April grows up talking with an imaginary friend. Her family thinks it's cute, until she's fourteen years old and she's still talking to it. Is it imaginary, after all? - WARNING: Story contains murder, abuse, strong language, and suicide.

What started out as a job became something more. Is an incubus capable of love?

“You will go home now, and enjoy the rest of your life. You’re so young and there are a lot of things you can do. Enjoy the time with your friends, with your family. Find someone, who’s gonna love you as much as you really deserve” he told me. And this was almost a year ago. I didn't see him since then. His last words are replaying in my mind again and again.

"I let her come with me, and then I watched her die El, and I could do nothing to stop it..." I realize at that moment that this is why he blames himself...The demons he's battling in his mind are worse than any others because he thinks it is all his fault. Cover by: @amnxsia

When the son of satan himself, Calum Hood finds a ten year old fox boy in an alley late one night he didn't realise that this child will change his life as helpless as the boy may be he has his own sense of power. However his ability consists of changing those around him without even realising what he's doing. He sees no wrong in his little world. Calum on the other hand has his own problems, with his 25th birthday coming soon his father is determined to find him the perfect wife little does his father know Calum has developed a soft spot for this little fox hybrid.

I have a baby now. Luke has been a lot more protective now. I wonder if this has something to do with the baby. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• If you haven't already go read the first book called 'Protected By Demons'. Thanks love! ~ Abby XOXO

"Why are you so Damn calm around me?" His voice turned angry and more forceful, that civilised moment we had faded. He Stared at me intensely, pining me against a near by tree. If one of us moved any closer than we were, our lips would have been locked together. I tried not to let my fear control my breathing which was already irregular as it was. "Because I know you won't kill me" ***

Octavia Benson: 17 year old ordinary girl from a small town in East Sussex in England. Luke Hemmings: 18 year old extraordinary boy living in old creaky dark building. Pretty face and mysterious boy.

"I was sent here with a mission," He spoke lowly, his voice sounding deep and husky. "And very specific orders." His hazel eyes seemed to darken in color. "What kind of orders?" I asked in a soft voice. His eyes bore into mine as he walked closer to me. With every step he took towards me was a step back away from him I took. My back hit the wall and he stood directly in front of me. He trapped me with his hands on either side of my head. "Let's just say, it involved not doing this," He said inching closer. His soft full lips pressed hungrily against mine in a heated kiss.