Geners ;
 Romance ; Fantasy ; thrillers...

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 Warning!!... Mature content ahead... 
 
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 Just your usual paranormal novel with a touch of excess love, chaos, destruction and death.... 
 Follow the tale of Ella, an innocent girl who loses almost everything to the point of almost losing her very own life. 

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 "Would you mind if I told you a secret?" He asked and finally gazed at me, sharing eye contact with me.
 "No... I won't, tell me..." I replied and he took a deep breath. 

 "Rather let me show you." He said, stood up from the garden chair and stood in front of me with a distance of about five feet. "Come." He said and I stood without hesitating. It was almost like I was being compelled but I wasn't. I walked up to Raman and stood at least two feets away from him.

 Raman crossed the little distance between us and stood very close to me and all of a sudden, I felt his strong and masculine arm hook around my waist and he pulled me closer to him that our nose was almost touching.

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 Isabella often referred to as Ella, runs away from her wedding altar, leaving her most precious and valuable thing to her behind... Her parents...but what could she do when she was left with no other option but to run away from the kingdom she grew up in that was going to hers very soon...

 Raman, an ancient demon who has been living his life carrying out his duties and activities as a demon runs into Ella and saves her though he never wanted to.

 As fate would have it and with nowhere to go, Ella had to stay with her so called "Hero" and without realizing it, this demon finds himself falling head over heels in love with this human. At the very same time, naive Ella finds herself drawn to her saviour...her hero and finds herself falling for a man whom she thought was human just like her or did she have her doubts about him being human?

 Was this a mere coincidence or does nature have something else in store for 
them? But most especially the underworld?

THE DOWNFALL OF THE DEMONS #SERIES 1

I scurried up to my room, twist the door knob, push the door open, take steps in before I shut the door behind me and went to sit on the trundle. Everything that happened earlier in his room came rushing back to my head as I buried my face in my palms, embarrassment washing over me. 


I still couldn't believe the fact that hero said such things to me without any ounce of shamelessness in him. 


I thought to myself and somehow, I began imagining everything he said to me about washing my body. 


Just the thought of it ran shivers down my spine, butterflies filled my tummy and my heart began to race. 


Ella, what the hell is wrong with you? 


I slammed my palm on my forehead, this man is sinfully beautiful and shameless and I'm becoming just like him. 


I need to stop thinking of such nonsense, I shouldn't allow his words mess with my head. 


Bounded