Nyctophile [ONGOING]

"Almost every girl is willing to give up their bodies for me." he traps me against the wall.
Not a soul in sight, it's just the two of us. Just us.
"Oh yeah? Well I'm not like other girls" my voice comes out calm and confident almost challenging him.
"Maybe you're not like the other girls but you still share the same fate as them angel." he replies with a smirk. His own emerald ones looking deep into my black orbs.
"Which is?"
"I kill you all at the end." as he finishes his sentence I feel his gun pressed to my head.

Even though his looks are mesmerizing and charismatic he had the aura of the devil himself. In fact, he was known as the devil in human disguise. But I was the angel of death and there's no way that I'm going to let him have his way.

When two dark souls, both broken and hurt in every way, meet.

(PS: This story is very close to my heart. I wanted to write this book because of a dream I had one night when I was going through a really bad time. A boy with black hair and emerald green eyes came for me and I was honestly mesmerized by his features and his actions. Even though the moment I had with him lasted for a few seconds in that dream it meant a lot to me. He saved me. IDK IF THAT WAS CRINGEY LOL but seriously he means a lot to me though I have never seen him in real life.)