"I will break you like a stick" he said, running his fingers across his blade. "Suffocate you till you can no longer breathe" his fingers went to caress my throat. "And I will enjoy every second of it", Our eyes connected. My heart pounded against my chest at the promises that were held in his eyes. I'm dead. ********* Dawn Turner was anything but normal. She's the type to go pick up a pencil she had dropped and then drop it again while picking it up. Clumsy by definition, she manages to fall into trouble almost everyday. However, the day she met a certain fallen angel, she knew that she had gotten herself into BIG trouble. Especially since she managed to hit him across the head...with a pan...three times... Not to mention shrieking, and I quote "DIE BITCH DIE." But let's not get ahead of ourselves, that's a story for later on. ALEXANDER THE FALLEN- 18/8/2018 ♡ Inceptian ♡ Impressing Ranks: {#1 In New Voices} {#1 In FallenAngel} {#2 In Hell} {#17 In Devil} {#43 In Horror - out of 7k}

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💘 ❝A match made in Heaven. Literally. ❞ 💘 There was a prophecy where a demon and an angel would come together and unite both Heaven and Hell. Hearing this, the leaders of Heaven and Hell both separated demons and angels, so the prophecy would never be fulfilled. Unfortunately for them, Akari had other plans. Plans that would involve a certain angel. I do not own any art shown. The art goes to the original owners. I do not own any of the music, either.

Since Nikki was born her parents did everything they could to protect her. They always took her to church and made sure she did everything to make sure she was the perfect Catholic girl. As she grew they noticed that she was a bit odd. She would talk to herself, sleepwalk all the way to the graveyard, and sometimes her eyes would turn pitch black. Her parents feared they might lose her. Two months after her 16th birthday, she started feeling sick. When she was taken to the hospital her parents were told it was normal for a pregnant girl to feel sick. Her parents were shocked at the news how had their daughter been so dumb to make a mistake like that. Nikki was shocked by the news more than anyone. How could she be pregnant if she was a virgin.

Asher is an angel, whose dream was to become a Guardian Angel, but after finishing his training, he was chosen for another position. Still hoping for more, the yellow-eyed angel is offered a case in which he must guard a human. A case that will change his existence if he plays his cards right. However, there are obstacles in his way. And these will make his journey even more fun. //tw: self-harming & suicide attempt// Check out the playlist I made for the story here https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3WGIaxyUSDxnGBKjrzRlvS?si=reNPU9OJQYq8wzKkssJ0_Q PS. the drawing is not mine. I found it and edited it. Credits to the rightful owner :)

The death of the Sin of Lust has left Hell in disarray, for now, there is an empty and overwhelmingly large throne. The legacy it leaves is heavy with power and darkness in equal measure, neither in which his son, Lilu, wants nothing to do with. He'd rather do anything other than touch the seat. So, for the past few months, he's occupied his time with picking daisies, watching clouds pass by, daydreaming about the mysterious person he's been pen paling, avoiding painful past flames while starting up new ones, solving the problems of strangers-and most importantly, avoiding anything related to his problems. All of it is better than taking the throne. He knows going anywhere near it will undo the secrets he created to protect his loved ones. However, when life begins pushing him with a series of bizarre twists and turns, he realises he might need to re-strategize. Meanwhile, unknown to him, he's being observed by a cursed soul longing for freedom from his prison. This is the 4th Book in the Mortal Wounds Series. Trigger Warnings: This book contains sexual content, violence, themes of domestic abuse, and cursing.

Chloe is an only child whose only guilt is loosing her parents without her telling them how she really felt,she thinks that her world had crumbled down after the death of her parents until she realises that there is a whole different world that she did not know existed.A dangerous world filled with angles ,devil's, vampires,wolves, witches and the Undead..........the underworld

The Shadow of the East is a monster. Tyrin Caderyn is no better. They've met before, but memory painted each a ghost and a flicker of familiarity. Both of them hail from strong and vicious bloodlines. Time and tragedy and choice bind them together. War is on the horizon, and Shadow is in the midst of schemes and plans greater than her. She's on the run from a man she learned to hate, and her own past. Her secrets can destroy her. Tyrin is an Elite warrior for the Ilystari Realm and answers only to the king and queen. When he's sent to hunt down a powerful female, he doesn't question the orders. But when he meets her, everything changes. Darkness encroaches and alliances break. Bonds are formed and friendships shatter. There is a greater power at play than either of them realized. Has fate drawn them together, or something stronger? -- She huffed a quiet laugh. "Well, I suppose I'll get paid one way or another for his death. If you let me keep his body, you have a deal." Tyrin darted his eyes back to gauge the honesty of her response, but she sounded sincere. He finally nodded. Her grin was nothing shy of wicked. Something inside his chest reared it's sleeping head and purred at that expression. "I hope you and I never meet again. These Realms aren't ready for us." Weren't ready for her, he wanted to correct. A shiver of a promise zinged through his blood and he grinned back at her. "What's your name, little assassin?" She started melting back into the shadows - back the way she'd come to give him the privacy of the kill. "I am no one and nothing. Forget about me, pretty male. It won't do to dwell on a shadow." And then she was gone.