She rose her dainty eyebrows in surprise at my answer, her small lips slightly opening in shock. "I never took you for one who fails an assignment, Void." She pursed her tongue. My blank eyes stared at hers as I bit back my answer. She sighed at my silence. "You do know what we do to those who fails an assignment, right?" My mind went to the tortured screams I heard from the basement. Beckett must have seen the tiniest widening of my eyes because she smiled knowingly at me. "I may look strict... but since this is your first, I'll overlook it for now. But, may I remind you, that if you fail one more mission, you'll receive worst than those people. " Her eyes hardened at my blank stare. "Are we clear?" "Crystal." *** Meet the killer. Though she has a real name, she is more known as 'Void' because of her blank face and especially eyes. But her blank face has a story behind them-- A past that has left her broken and alone. This past made her perfect for killing innocent people with no remorse. Watch out. She may already be behind you.

Serina Accardi had everything, and wanted for nothing. Her brother gave her whatever she desired, but kept the parts of her destined world out of her reach. Until she lost everything in one night to a man who's eyes looks like the devils wrath. Thrown into the world that was always right In front of her, but kept out of her sight, she is forced to fight for both her life and her sanity. But she's curious, she has a dark sinful curiosity about a man she knows is no good for her. Lorenzo DeLuca was what was wrong with the world, the darkness and the monster that you coward away from. He gained pleasure as he watched the fear in his victims eyes before he killed them, but when one woman stares at him with anything but fear he grows curious. But In a world where curiosity can kill you, it's dangerous to want what you can't have. But their curiosity for one another isn't the only thing they need to worry about, Because there is a war brewing

Dark was his Soul, more darker than the night sky. His eyes terrorised the darkness. His sheer cruel laughter echoed through the trenches of hell, spooking the poor beasts of dark land. Night was his slave and darkness his weapon....Behold my folks for he was THE DARK KING _____________________________________________ Pure and innocent Sharanya would never have thought that a casual visit to that always 'out-of-limits' spooky castle atop the hill would dramatically upend her life in the worst way. Nor she would've guessed that she would create an obsessive maniac just by walking into that hexed monument. Poor she had no idea that her innocence had unknowingly freed a monster from his tethers. He saw her and that was the beginning of it. She was pure....just like the freshest dew on the leaves early in the morning. Untouched by any man. So little and fragile, just perfect to fit in his big arms. Just one look of her and he knew this beauty belonged with him. JUST HIM. She was his alone. His to love, His to Punish and His to Fuck. Mad was his love for her. No idea she had of what lengths he would go to keep her locked inside his bedroom and have his way with her day and night. Her escape was impossible. His obsession was intractable. Her fate was sealed....She was the Queen of the DARK KING. Pictures are not mine.

"Where the fuck is she?!?!" I yell at my men. They have to find her, I can't lose her. I see red and I want to kill everything and everyone that stands in my way. I punch as hard as I possibly can into the wall of my office. I feel the bones in my knuckle crackle and the wall shatter. Pulling my hand out of the hole that I've made into the wall. The raging anger inside me grows stronger when I can't find her. I need her to calm me down. To calm down the monster inside me. "She's gone, sir. We can't find her" One of my men tells me. He's shaking with fear. The fear he has of me. Taking my gun out of the holster of my belt. A loud echoing bang is heard as I shoot him between the eyes. His body falls down as crimson red blood begins to pour out of the bullet hole. I still feel the anger rise within me. I will find her, and I will not rest until I have her as mine.

Have you ever heard a werewolf story? In those stories you hear that a werewolf meets a girl, mates with her after some tantrums and drama, boom.. next thing you know, they are living together as soulmates. Well.. in my case, first thing, I had always thought that werewolves were fictional and not at all real. Second, I did not have one dangerous, super possessive, overprotective werewolf mate to live with. I had two. ●●● Being an orphan since birth, Eva had never known what a happy life looks like. Then entered the heroes of her story, not one, but two handsome, chiseled, gorgeous males who dropped into her life unannounced, and declared themselves as her 'unofficial husbands'. But what would happen when the lies that they have told her surface back to snatch her happiness once again?

Valdus Castellanos, the king of werewolves, a ruthless monster, a beast, as known by many, waited for ages for his mate. Years passed, but nothing changed. He could go to any extent to find that one person who will be the sole owner of his heart, the person he'll do anything for. When will the moon goddess finally pity this beast? Mabel, a young innocent girl of 17 was the purest and kindest soul one could find. But life had not been very fair to her. What happens when the cold and monstrous king finds his oblivious mate, who knows nothing about the world of mythical creatures? P. S. Constructive criticism is welcomed.

*First title in the Immortal Series* "He's the one they tell you never to make a deal with." After her parents agreed to give her to the infamous immortal, Fate, once she reached a certain age, Zayla has accepted her life as over. But not without a fight. For years, she has spent training to kill an immortal. To kill Fate. But what if he's not what she thought? And what if everything she believed, everything she trained for would be used against her. For him. Because what if everything, including her own fate, is owned by him? In a twist of events, Zayla has to learn who to trust, who to love, and who to fight for. *** Cover made by the very talented @MarbelisLugo Mature Content. Advertisement Warning.

"Why are you back Mateo? I thought you-?" I stopped talking when his face glared towards me. "What? That I went back to Hell where I belong?" taking a slow step trapping me between his body and desk. "N-o. I just-" Grabbing my chin hard and bringing it up to look into his dark eyes, Mateo smirked. The dangerous smirk he would give when he was going to do something to hurt someone. Pressing his body on me I hissed from the position we were in. "You are hurting me." "Hurting you?" pulling away but not letting go of my chin. "Oh baby girl." cooing like he used too to antagonize me. Letting my chin go, he caressed my cheek with his fingertips sending chills down my body. The familiar sensation that I thought I would never miss. In a blink of an eye, Mateo had his strong hand behind my neck, my face now a few inches from his menacing one. "Mi Katia... you will know hurt very soon. I have years to make up for the hurt you gave me. I'm taking back what is mine... and this time, no one will stop me." Mateo Sanchez: Handsome, charming, dangerous and vengeful... Katia Solis: Everything he lost and came back to get...

"Um, excuse me," I say, as I approach the person with his back facing me. "I kinda saw the shirt first." He turns to me and I immediately stop, as my eyes widen. Because I know who he is. He's the guy I've been trying to ignore for almost 3 years now. Damn it. ••• Ivy. Alex. Stupid teenagers, their history, and their feelings create complicated circumstances and they make effort to fix what went wrong in the first place. One day, they both happen to be at Target, both of them eyeing the same shirt. Their first encounter after three years of silence seems to make them realize that they miss talking to each other. They also realize that they still even have the same taste in shirts. A/N: majority of chapters are written by a very immature me. Highest Rank: #78 in Teen Fiction 12/12/17 2016