They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.

The hidden daughter of the Parkers, Devi, longs for acceptance and happiness from her family. When her father sends her to the Devil's Hell University, she thinks it's her chance to prove herself...by being bait to lure and kill her family's mortal enemy, Demon Lewisham. *** As daughters are forbidden in the Parker family, Devi is tired of living in the shadows. But finding a way for the love and acceptance she so desperately needs comes in the form of luring in her family's mortal enemy at the Devil's Hell University-a school for criminals. Demon is a devil with a heart of ice, but when Devi finds herself wanting it beneath his cold and ruthless exterior, she's faced a decision she doesn't want to make. What will be her choice-Demon, the love of her life, or her family? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

Three children realize they're trapped in the basement of a crazy woman who claims to be their mother, and forces them to call her "Mommy". __________________ created February 4th, 2017 IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.