Peridot_writes

Heaven and Earth was formed and it was good. The saying became outdated when Hell rose and its citizens were no other than the angels that fell from grace to grass, growing malevolent horns and promoting sin.

Two familes, both greatly affected by the Great war that occured in Hell opened the door of salvation for one and doomed the other to eternal damnation.

He was possessive but not crazy, and loved her enough to remind her that she was his even if she loved another. Troubled by her many flaws and hardships, Ebony had one goal; to graduate with a worthy certificate and be free from the entaglements of his redemption while trying not to be too drawn to his inhuman looks.


"I will not give up on you, Ebony," He promised and sealed it with a kiss on her lips. "I am not the type that gives up on what I want. I want it and I will have it."


Will Ebony give in to his sweet temptations or remain adamant on the goal at hand even though there was more to the world of demons than meets the eye? For in the world of demons, love was a luxury she couldn't afford. 

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The Heartbeat Of A Monster

Ebony had to cover her ears at the painful cry that tore out from the tortured demon's lips…whose tongue was currently being pulled out in a slow excruciating way.

''You had the guts to make her uncomfortable in my house and boldly in my presence.''

Rayven, still unhinged, forced one of his claws down the demon's throat and pulled out his guts brutally which had her turning to the other side shaking.

''Then, as if that wasn't enough. You spoke about your ugly fantasies towards my woman. Spitting it all out right at my face without caution.'' Blood pooled out of the disfigured demon's mouth like a broken oil pipe. But Rayven wasn't done yet. ''Then you almost had me…'' he wrapped his arms around his upper arm, Ebony's heart racing wildly at what he planned to do. ''Give her up to you so you could ruin her and send her back to me broken as your price for your worthless services. How very thoughtful.''

Cold As Marble