My Life (Book 1 )

My Life (Book 1 )

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"Gabriel is that you" I said he just looked at me like I wasn't talking to him. "That's not my name!" he said with only one emotion in his eyes and that was anger. Dimitri Arden is 18 a guy who is trying to forget about his past and trying his best not to let Diamond figure out that she was a part of his past and that she is dangerous. Diamond Wilson is 18 a smart women who is going to college but there is a secret in her past she can not remember but some memories are coming back to her read and find out what that secret is.
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BOOK TWO: PRINCES OF HELL LUCIFER: PRINCE OF PRIDE The air crackled with heat, thick with the scent of brimstone and something darker-something that carried his name. Dain shivered, his breath shallow as Lucifer's fingers traced his jaw, slow and possessive, his golden eyes burning with something deeper than hunger. "You think you can summon me, bind me to your will, and walk away?" Lucifer's voice was silk laced with fire, a whisper that seared straight to Dain's soul. "Foolish, beautiful thing... I have watched you long before you spoke my name into the void. You are mine, and I do not let go." Dain tried to step back, but the space between them collapsed as Lucifer's wings unfurled, dark as the abyss itself, trapping him in a prison of shadows and heat. A clawed finger traced the pulse at Dain's throat. "You don't even understand, do you?" Lucifer murmured, almost tender, pressing his lips to Dain's ear. "This is not a claim of flesh-it is a claim of eternity. You belong to me, and I will carve my name into your very soul so even death cannot take you from me." Then, with a touch both searing and intoxicating, Lucifer's mark burned itself into Dain's skin-a sigil of dominion, of possession, of love twisted into something inescapable. Dain gasped, pain and pleasure entwined as Lucifer pulled him closer, his voice a whispered promise: "Even if heaven calls you, even if you beg to be free... you will always find your way back to me."

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