In a universe where Demons rule the earth and humans are their slaves, a small village girl somehow gets the attention of the king of the world....

This is a sequel of "King of the World", now set in our time.

Falling in love with a sadistic toy maker was never part of the plan. The Toy Maker loving her back only made things interesting. The second book in the Pink Cherry series.

Your name is (Y/N) (L/N). You are 19-years-old and you go to a photography school in Brighton, United Kingdom. Your life was boring, simple, but you liked it that way. Until he showed up. Chase Brody is a 21-year-old YouTuber. He records videos of his sweet-ass tricks and gets plenty of views. He's an excited, unfocused, and determined man that you can't seem to leave. His bubbly personality makes you fall in love with him more and more each day. Mistakes happen, and a little lie, turns into a huge problem. What are you going to do? Chase has been through the toughest things with you, and you just threw him away like that. How will he ever forgive you? It feels like you're constantly running from someone. Stalkers, crazied ex-boyfriends, and even your own lover. When will this madness end? When will you be able to be happy with the love of your life? Chase has a foggy past, one that's not very clear, and safe for you. Who knew and ex-wife could cause so many problems? This fanfiction is ONLY for a mature audience. If you are bothered or triggered by self-harm, rape, or kidnapping, then this book is not for you. Enjoy at your own risk.

Before him, I used to love being afraid. I wasn't your average girl; I played the most terrifying games, read the most riveting thrillers, and watched every horror film I could get my hands on. I was in love with the sheer exhilaration that fear afforded me; when I was afraid, I was alive. Of course, that's an easy hobby to have when you get your thrills from watching it happen to someone else. It was all fun and games when I was the one turning the pages, manipulating the controls, sitting at home wrapped in a blanket in front of a T.V. screen as I lived a nightmare vicariously through the characters. Being scared was fun because I knew none of it was real. There was a clear line between fantasy and reality. Turn off the T.V., close the book, quit the game, and I was in control again. I was safe, like always. I could walk away, laughing and alive. I used to love being afraid... Until it wasn't a game anymore. My name is Jericho Andromeda Winters, and this is my story.