Eat_Who_Mel

Do not cross Lucifer and do not, under any circumstances, fall in love. The only two rules which are supposed to be followed by all species in the Underworld. The fact that a demon’s heart only craves two things should make abiding by these rules very easy. Of course, I’m the unlucky fellow who broke both these rules at the same time. Which is bad, seeing as I’m the prince of said Underworld.

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When Luciano starts developing a peculiar sense of curiosity towards an unknown, suicidal man who lives for the thrill of crime, he does everything in his powers to squash it under his demonic cravings. As the son of Lucifer himself and the future ruler of the Underworld, he’s the last person who’s allowed to break the rules which uphold the burning pits of hell. But only so much destruction can distract him from his ever growing yearning for this mortal.

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Disclaimer: I am a very OCD writer which means that obsessing over perfection is something I constantly do so unfortunately you will notice a lot of things changing. I apologise in advance.

Misery Craves Company (BL)

The only sound was the heavy panting that filled the store. Luciano's chest rose and fell in sync with his laboured breathing. His knuckles were white against his already pale skin as he gripped the warm metal of the gun. A plume of smoke curled lazily from the barrel, the acrid scent stinging his nostrils.

He stared down at the motionless form sprawled at his feet, heart racing in the cavern of his ribs. Blood pooled around the lifeless body of the man who was holding him hostage a few moments ago, crimson against the pale hardwood floor.

Behind him, a horrified scream pierced through the silence.

"Shut the fuck up," he heard the mortal yelling although his voice was oddly muted.

I CAN’T BREATHE