The Devil's Pet
  • Reads 800
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  • Parts 25
  • Time 8h 49m
  • Reads 800
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 25
  • Time 8h 49m
Complete, First published Nov 26, 2012
Mature
After killing a ruthless criminal in self-defense Sean Collins is made a public hero by the news media. He saved his daughter and himself but he does not want the attention. However, he soon discovers there are worse things in the world than persistent reporters. Much worse.

Sean is approached by a seemingly harmless old man who tells him the criminal he killed was the Devil's favorite pet and now Sean must take his place. His initial disbelief fades when events begin to spiral out of his control. Sean quickly finds himself drawn into the middle of an ancient battle requiring him to choose sides. As he works his way through a maze of players in this macabre game he realizes he cannot win. His only currency is his free will which he must use wisely or lose everything that is dear to him.
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SINS OF FROST AND HEAT

18 parts Ongoing Mature

Ruby staggered back, her breath ragged, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth. Liam stood opposite her, his jaw tight, the rain soaking them both. His fists were still clenched, but he wasn't advancing. Not anymore. "Why don't you just finish it?" she spat, her voice sharp but trembling. Liam's eyes burned into hers. "Because you don't want me to." Her laugh was bitter, broken. "Don't flatter yourself." "Then stop looking at me like that," he growled, stepping closer. "Like what?" "Like you'd rather kill me or kiss me." The air between them buzzed, heavy and charged. Ruby's heart pounded as he closed the space between them, his hand brushing hers. "You don't know me," she whispered, though her voice lacked conviction. "I know enough," Liam said, his voice rough, his gaze locked on hers. For a moment, neither moved, their breath mingling in the cold air. Then, without warning, Ruby grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him forward. Their lips met in a collision of anger and need, the kiss desperate, violent, and all-consuming. When they finally broke apart, gasping for air, Liam's hand cupped her jaw, his thumb brushing her cheek. "Still hate me?" he murmured. Ruby's lips curved into a dangerous smile. "Shut up, Liam." And she pulled him in again.