To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

Scarlett isn't just some girl. She's HIS girl. She's also funny,goofy,shy and intelligent all in one. She's an only child and her parents are never really home.She lives in Florida. And attends Saint Nick High. What happens when this 18 year old finds out she has a demon as a mate. And not just any demon but the King of them All. Will she run and Try to hide or will she accept and stick by his side.

*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.

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

He ruled the werewolf community yet he was a mere 24 in human years, His lack of a mate caused him to be cold hearted, mean and ruthless. She was everybody's dream girl, with her luscious blonde flowing hair and unique eyes, everyone wanted her, but no one could have her but him. When he later eyes on the petite human, he instantly knew she was his, he needed to feel her touch, he needed to hear her voice, He need her. THIS IS A FAST PACED STORY!!

So how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adrenaline-filled start to our story, our dance of death, but that's not how it happened at all. No, I met my killer where a lot of people meet these days. And no it wasn't on tinder or with any of those other damned dating apps. He wasn't that kind of serial killer. No, I met him at the local grocery store, I met him at my place of work. Just my luck right? Some would call it destiny, but in all honesty it was all just a throw of a dice, and a late night shift at work that needed to be filled. Warning: This twisted story is not intended for a younger audience. It will contain violence, sex, foul language, death, mind games, and so on. Stop reading if you are easily triggered by such things.

My mother has had dreams of becoming part of royalty since she was a girl. Four years ago, she made the colossal mistake of making a deal with the Devil himself, in order to gain that prestigious place in society. My mother got her wish, marrying into the English Royal family after my father 'coincidentally' died in a car wreck. Unfortunately, as is often the case with my mother, she forgot to hold up her end of the bargain. Once she got her ticket to the crown, she had to make her payment by promising her soul to be a servant to Lucifer himself for the next three centuries. My mother found a way to weasel out of the bargain, so I was put in her place. Though, instead of being Lucifer's servant, he's decided to take me as his bride.

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Charlotte Cole, 22 year old psychology student. As part of her project to help her finish University she has chosen to volunteer as a psychologist at a high security prison in London. She gets assigned with an inmate that she isn't allowed to see, so she sends letters. She didn't think she would start growing a liking towards him. Julian King, 28 year old Mafia Don of the Italian family, feared by all Mafia Leaders. One night at his warehouse the FBI swarmed the building and arrested almost everyone in the building, including Julian. After being in prison for 6 months, he gets assigned to psychologist but they can only contact each other through letters. What would happen when all of the evidence against Julian and his men gets destroyed? And what would happen if every witness disappeared? There would be no case and every single one of his men including himself will be let back out into the world of crime. His first mission once he gets out is to find his Psychologist, Charlotte Cole. His future Mafia Queen. --------------- My phone was in my hand, face up as I showed Julian the number I was going to dial. "Mio amore, you wouldn't want to call the police if you knew what was good for you." His face he darkened, a nine o'clock shadow covered the left side of his face, brushing over the day old stubble. "You killed someone Julian! You killed someone and you expect me not to call the police! That's violating every rule in the book!" My voice shook as I yelled at him, my hand couldn't stop shaking as I started to relive the feeling of the mans blood painting my skin. "Charlotte, I did that for you-" "For me? I never asked you to kill someone! I would never do that!" Salt water was glazing over my eyes making them shine under the moonlight that beamed through the open window in his bedroom. "Delete that number or you will be in his exact position." He growled. I gulped and bit back a scream. "I hate you." He smiled sadly. "I do not doubt that, mio amore."

Aceso has always been sheltered by her pack ever since she was a little girl. Never being allowed to leave for school field trips, and always kept on a tight leash. Little does she know that when she turned of age the malicious secrets of her pack come out to play... Xavier Campbell has never had it easy in life. In a community where your life partner means the absolute world to you, he's draw the short straw. They tell all wolves if they've yet to find their life partner by the age of 20, you'll die alone. After tragedy hits and his pack is almost wiped completely out, he goes Wild at the age of 22 to deal with the pain he's been dealt. Little does he know that the annual Mate's Ball will bring him his first shred of hope... ***WARNING!!! 18+ THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN UNCENSORED CURSING AS WELL AS GRAPHIC SCENES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!*** - Cover done by Itsjennab