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Trapped in the hands of a devil

"Why did you poison my drink?" He asked, his dark red eyes glaring down at her. Her eyes widened, her face paling at the accusation. "I... I didn't..." She stammered, shaking her head in denial. "it's not poison!" It couldn't have been. "Very well then." He grinned, his unusually long canines coming into view. "Drink up." There, she knew she'd gotten herself into trouble. . . . It was supposed to be an easy task but when the devilish Devon Dwayne accused her of spiking his drink, Leticia Andros found herself thrust into a completely different world at the mercy of a man she barely knew. And he had no intention of letting her go. He planned on tearing her apart, bit by bit but the more he tried, the harder he failed, making him realise she's a lot more than she looked. Perhaps she could be used to his advantage. But the longer Leticia stayed there, the more dangers lurked around her yet she must confront her emotions and fight her growing affection towards Devon. Will Leticia break free from his clutches and find a way to take control of her own destiny? Or will she give in to the threats that looms over her? . . " Call me a devil or whatever you wish to. But then know this. Once you're in, there is no way out. You are trapped in the hands of this devil. YOU ARE MINE". ***Didn't intend on making this book a slow burn but then here we are. But trust me when I say you're gonna enjoy every minute of it.***

Bleeding_Ink · Fantasy
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85 Chs

Not in this lifetime

Leticia froze on the spot, her eyes widening in horror. She couldn't look away from the now dead bodies.

The remaining of the creatures stood at alert, reading to attack their new company but they didn't stand a chance. A shadow passed them and two more dropped dead.

The last one was already shivering now as he dropped to his knees. He knew who it was. That shadow was everywhere, always killing.

Leticia watched in daze as the last creature dropped to his knees in surrender. She couldn't even feel her heart pound anymore. It was as though it has stopped beating all together.

A dark shadow morphed into a tall man with broad shoulders, his back to Leticia and she could hear a low, predatory growl, "You dare touch my mate...."

The creature turned white in pure horror but before it could get any rubbish out, the shadow killer growled and shoved his hand into it's chest, bringing out it's heart along with it. It fell dead.