All kings steal their crowns. All kings are birthed with the taste of blood, flesh and venom lingering on their tongues, and they endlessly long for more. All kings, even those feasting on corpses, even ones invincible like him, are ruled by one queen. Prince Helios will learn this the hard way.

*word of advice, if poorly written books annoy you don't read. If you do you better not complain in my comments lol* Never steal from kings. Especially the king of demons. She hadn't expected her young brothers to steal, she hadn't thought of that scenario or what she would do. So she does what she does best, put those who she loves the most above herself. "I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you!" He bellowed in my face. I took the mask off, "I just need you out of my fucking system." He says as he stalks closer to me. Our chests press together, I look at him coldly. Tears stingy my eyes and my throat tight. "Do what you have to do, my king." He rips the necklace right off my neck.

because thoughts, just like roots, come from within.

He wept with rage and told him, 'Go ahead and hit me while you're at it!' The other one didn't move a muscle. ( Jacques Gourmelen )

This isn't some sick love story. I'm not one of those killers that end up falling for the victim. In fact, I'll let you in on a secret. This girl I'm after, the one you're already hoping will be the one to "change" me and make me a better person? Yeah, she ends up dead, bleeding out all over the new Persian rug I just bought. Some people, you know? - A special thanks to Saira for the beautiful cover, my editor Natalie, and my girlfriend who helped out with the plot.