Excerpt: "I hate you! I scream walking backwards. "No you don't mami." he replies smirking and walking towards me. "Don't call me that." I say. Him calling me mami just does somethings to me. As I say this I hit the wall behind me. Crap I think. Trapping me against the wall he asks, "don't call you want mami, mami?" His cool breath fanning my face and that oh so familiar smirk stretches his. Weakly I reply, "I hate you Juan Manuel." "So who do you love then, that little boy from school." he ask kissing my cheek. Thinking it will make him jealous I agree. "Yeah that him. thats who I love. But it doesn't make him jealous, instead it makes him chuckle. "Wrong novio, you love me, just as I love you." With that he slowly grabs me by my waist, pulls me towards him and kisses me deeply and passionately. And not one moment do I fight the kiss or try to correct him. Because the words that escaped his month were nothing but the truth. Love stories in a love story.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked with amusement in his voice, his peppermint breath hitting my ear making my breath hitched. I was too scared to move, I felt like I was paralyzed as his fingers brushed down my arm, making tingles run down my spine and shots of pleasurable electricity went through my arm. "You are mine!" He growled in my ear, making my knees buckle. Brooke is deaf and mute because of it, she has been living alone since she got out of high school and away from her drug addict, abusive father. She is now living a comfortable life as a painter. One day she was on her porch painting when a moving truck arrived next door. Her curiosity got the best of her and she took a look, only to see another car follow and a sex god exits the vehicle. Brooke has no idea that the sex god is none other than the devil himself and he has only one goal in mind... To retrieve what's his. Cover made by me kenralove12