"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

It had started with a game of tag. Just one game led to an obsession, a corrupted mind, stalking, murder, and soon, kidnapping. Aloof and intelligent Blake Pedersen has been stalking Sophie Clark for nine years. He admires her, he loves her, and would do anything to keep her happy. Even if it meant murdering others. So what happens when he commits a crime that lets Sophie know of him and his crimes? To keep her safe and all to himself: kidnapping. He will do anything in his power to make sure no one takes her away.

|Highest Ranking: #39 in Teen Fiction| DISCLAIMER: I wrote the beginning when I was a little pre-teen so please don't judge too harshly! Gets better later on! -THIS BOOK IS DISCONTINUED!- They Called Them Demons. Always Wore Black. Rides Motorcycles. Has Tattoos. Devil Was Their Leader. Her Name was Rosie. She was Innocent. Never Got In Trouble. Beautiful. Seems Like an Angel. She caught the eye of the Leader of Demons.

"Vincent please let me go" "I said no so stop fucking asking me" "please" "If you ask me again I'll put you over my knee and lock you in our room until I fell like you can come out do you understand?" "yes sir" Addison just found her mate she wasn't really into finding one at all until she when to a party with her friend Ashely and Addison went to go get a drink and fell right into Vincent. What will happen next will Vincent ever let her go or will he soon keep her if under 15+ and can't handle this unless you read fifty shades of grey

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