SunScar9

“You tried to kill me before, why can’t you do it now?” she asked, her eyes burning with fury. 
“I didn’t love you back then.” He shrugged. 
“What?”

Ladislas Forester was a bored immortal looking for a thrill. And then, Anna Dunn crash-landed into his monotonous life.
The first time he saw her, she had sneaked into the men’s bathroom and seen more of him than anyone else had.
The second time, he saw her sitting at the back of the class during his lecture, dozing off.
The third time, he found out that she didn’t even flinch at the sight of a dead body. The supervillain in him was intrigued. 
Death to those that say Anna Dunn was a boring girl with no future! She was clearly living a secret life! For once, Ladislas was fascinated by someone.
He was willing to put her over the greater good. He was selfish and unkind.
She was the invisible hero who could only offer him the second position in her life. Her duty came first.
He, though… He could burn the world for one last glimpse of her.
And so, the supervillain fell in love with the hero. That couldn’t be a good thing, right? Sometimes, the hero is corrupted by the villain and switches their side. Other times, the villain becomes a wife-dotting slave and gives her everything she asks for. 
Which one do you think will happen?

The Secret Life of the Demon's Wife

There was nothing incriminating in telling him the last name. "Dunn," she mumbled. She didn't like the way he looked at her.

"So, Miss Dunn… how did you end up on the street?" he asked, curiosity clear in his voice. Finally, she turned to meet his gaze. His eyes searched her face for a moment and she jumped in surprise as he reached across to press his finger on her wrist.

She wanted to move away, but Jimmy interrupted.

"The kitchen had food for you. They said you rushed here without having anything," Jimmy called, emerging from behind the door. "Do you…" he stopped dead in his track upon seeing Victor and her sitting on the ground, now facing one another, his hand on Anna's wrist. Jimmy scowled, cross the room, and set the food on the center table.

Don't You Dare Run