"Why am I special?" I asked him. His body was pressed against my own making me hot. "You are my mate, my dear." My breathing stopped as I gazed into his eyes as he leaned in. He then caught my lips in a heated kiss. ~*~ what happens when the most innocent girl in the nieghborhood is the devils mate. Read and find out.
She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain p...