The Demon King, Dimitri Rae the most dangerous and brutal demon you could ever come across has been ruling over Rovana for a very long time. Life tends to get boring so Dimitri results to torturing and killing humans as a form of entertainment. This has been going on for more than a century and the humans are too weak to fight back. A prophecy states that The Demon King can be stopped by one thing and one thing only. A girl who will be eighteen years of age when she meets the King. The prophecy doesn't state how she will stop him, just that the demon King can be stopped. So every year, the humans send twenty girls who are eighteen years of age, down to Rovana, hoping one of them will be able to kill him. Read this extraordinaire tale of love and hatred as they come together in one epic bang. Highest Ranking: #1 in Paranormal (Thank you all so much!!!) Completed.

"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

SEQUEL Arianna and Dominic Klein have been through rocky times that have nearly caused them their lives, but successfully made it. Now that the two are married, find out what pushes them farther, causing them to turn their backs on each other.

Sheilah has everything going through her mind, and speaks it when spoken too. Its just like talking without thinking. She has a nice school, a good set of friends, and been and done that in relationships, but what happens when a white boy is crushing on her?? She's never dated one in her life! But can that change.......?

"Okay Melanie whatever changing topics now I don't want to talk about it." "No" "Yes you just won't admit it... Hell even Serenity knows you're the only one." "Melanie I swear I don't like him anyways back to the point he's not talking to me." "I wouldn't talk to you either if you basically told me I have no chance of going out with you because of the colour of my skin.... And that boy happens to be fine. I would not mind going on a date with his sexy ass." She says as she looks at him. ** * Have you ever been that person who was so sure of everything in her life and then suddenly everything just gets messed up and you're now dealing with problems that you never even wanted to deal with? Because I have and it sucks. My name is Tatianna and this is the tale of how one simple white boy comes and messes with the beautiful balance of my mediocre life. But he sort of kind of made my life a bit better in many ways....

I stared at him for a moment and he did the same, both of us daring the other to say one more smart remark. "Don't you have a class to teach?" I asked raising an eyebrow. He smirked "Your right Ms Jones, and with that I'm leaving. Try not to day dream about me during Mr Richards's lesson" he said cockily making the class laugh again. I gave him a fake smile "Same for you. It wouldn't be very apealing if you got a hard on during your next lesson" I scoffed. The class erupted into laughter while Mr Anderson stared at me wide eyed and shocked. Oh I think I hit a button. He then grinned wickedly "I'm offended, and you have detention" he said crossing his arms over his chest obviously enjoying having power over me. Stupid jerk. - Chasity Jones is a 17 year old girl with a not so good life. Her dad is in the hospital slowly dying from cancer, and her mom is constantly drinking and bringing random guys home. The only people Chasity really has is her two best friends Yandy and Willow. But things change when a new teacher Mr Anderson comes to her school, and he is a sexy individual. Chasity swears she will never be like the other sluts in the school and fall for a teacher, but will she keep her word...or get lost in his sexy charms? Follow Chasity as she goes through Drama, Love, and Heartbreak. WARNING: Not your typical romance story.

Jaserae ( Jas-Er-Ray ) was born and raised in Los Angels California. Home of drug dealers, fine men, the fast life...and beautiful women. Working at the bussiest night club in LA, BED she got to witness every kind of person there was...but one catches her eye, Lea. When the two laid eyes on eachother they just had to speak...would that be the worst thing to happen to them ? Lea was Dallas Born and L.A raised. She was " different. " She has been used and abused in relationships and she thought it was over for her...until she meets Jassy...Will she regret ever walking into the Club that night ? " Don't do this, Lea...you know you want me " Jassy tells her looking into her eyes...Lea shyfully looked away...Jaserrae always had that affect on her....Jassy put a finger under her chin and lifted her head up..." Lea.....You're mines " With that being said....she pressed her lips to her. Shes mine, Lea thought to herself. ©Coyright 2013/2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO ASHANTII SANDERS!!!

Nothing but a troubled 18 year old, hood girl. Fighting girls, stripping and failing in school. With an drugged out, alcoholic mother and a dead beat daddy. Who does Quanti have to lean on? Trying her best to be a good mother figure to her younger sister Neveah and doing anything for them to eat and afford to pay the bills. Will her super man ever come? Or will these boys just cause trouble. Quanti stays fighting trying to deal with her anger issues but it's getting out of hand. She's nothing but trouble. Can someone help her? Or will her and her friends just keep doing what they do. Will she finally grow up? Will her Mr. Right lead her in the right direction. --------- all cнaracтerѕ and evenтѕ ιn тнιѕ вooĸ are coмpleтely ғιcтιonal. тнιѕ вooĸ ιѕ вaѕed on мy ιdeaѕ and ιѕ мy worĸ. в.o.υ.y.ι (вe orιgιnal υѕe yoυr ιdeaѕ) ©copyrιgнт naнla green-walĸer 2014 ιғ any parтѕ oғ тнιѕ вooĸ are υѕed, ιт wιll вe reporтed -naнla :)