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[Mature content] 

He was DANGER and she loved to chase danger as she was the TROUBLE MAKER after all. 


>VOLUME 1

He was known as the Devil, she was just another ordinary girl who shifted in the town. 

There were dark rumors about him, it was advised to stay as far away from his shadow as possible but she was the only one who had the courage to chase not only his shadow but him as well, unaware of the consequences. 

They had opposite lives and never crossing pathways but fate had other plans... 

>VOLUME 2

Devastated by the bewildering truth about their real identities, an unseen curse, pain and the weird events around them, they were hellbound to find out about what has been hidden from them years ago. But their sufferings weren't limited to just that...there was a bigger danger...a much more threatening conspiracy being knitted against them... 

>VOLUME 3

Defeated by the dark but illuminated by the light within, she was ready to reappear in the search of her Love lost amongst the fog of time and to claim back what was hers. 

She was the one who had been said to be the beholder of the four most powerful abilities to ever exist, in a prophecy long ago but she has to discover that very fact about herself, yet. 

They used black magic to break their bond and to snatch her away from his soul but what they forgot was that Love is the biggest magic to ever exist, capable of defeating all!

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Devil's Eyes

I woke up snug as something warm was wrapped with my back. I tried to turn around towards my teddy bear and give him the morning hug but a weight on my stomach stopped me from moving. It was an arm hugging me from behind.

Luckily before freaking out I remembered the events of last night.

Xavier stayed in my room and soothing me after a bad dream.

But I didn't remember him sleeping in my bed.

I wanted to get out of the bed immediately as the situation made sense but something in me was tempted to see his morning face. Without lifting his arm I squirmed under it carefully.

Oh my God, if Mrs Hamlin came to wake me up what would she think about us.

I succeed in turning around to have a look at his face. His freckles and long curled eyelashes were making him look like a model who just made a sleeping pose and not actually sleeping.

Uncanny events