AnnieQuin

*Author's other work (The Dragon Prince's Bride)*
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After surviving the utter destruction of the entire world, Kiva Quin and her best friend Skye Gailey find themselves in another world. The world of the ones who destroyed their home. 

The world of the demons.

Kiva, who never believed in the existence of demons, now has to live in a world full of them. They've taken her family from her and thus she harbors a hatred, vowing to take her revenge and kill the one responsible for the destruction of her world:
 
 Leonis Rein; supreme ruler of the demon world. 

Leonis is a man who doesn't believe in love. He believes in taking possession of whatever catches his attention… And she did. 

He meets Kiva, and her aggressive, persistent nature draws him to her. Slowly, Leonis starts harboring an unhealthy obsession for Kiva.

Kiva would do any and everything to put a knife in the heart of Leonis, or die doing so. But Leonis doesn't plan on letting death take her. At least not yet.

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 Excerpt
 
Holding both my hands tightly together behind me with just one of his own, Leonis pressed his broad chest upon my back as I wriggled and try to get out of his stronghold. A gesture I knew was futile because he was strong, very strong. 

"Run if you like." 

His whisper sounded next to my left ear, and I wished to deny it, I wished to tell myself I don't feel it, but I do. I feel a certain tingle every time this demon is this close to me. 

"I will pursue you. Hide if you must, I shall find you, and die if you choose, I shall make death cough your soul back into your cold body." I knew it. He will never let me go.

She belongs to the Demon King

"She was crazy, trying to kill you." I say as I slowly slip an arm over his chest.

"I think your craziness outweighs hers by a million. I mean she planned and tried to cut out my heart, but you just kept trying without a plan."

"You said kept trying. Past tense? What makes you think I've stopped. I told you, I might just try to stab your heart too." I playfully pull his collar and I notice something.

"Uh, what is this?" I pull the neck of his shirt open a little wider. "You got a tattoo?" I ask with wide eyes. "Let me see. When did you get a tattoo? Is it much?" I curiously say as I try to unbutton his shirt and see where the tattoo ends. It's a strange tattoo.

He suddenly grabs my hand and for a moment I see something flicker in his eyes. It's like this afternoon. He's shocked, like a child caught doing something bad. Why? What kind of tattoo is it?

"It's nothing, you curious cat. Are you trying to strip me right now?" He slyly says.

186. Something for you.