He did not wear horns on his crown,
a tail
or wings on his back.
He walked the earth with no hair and crystal eyes.
A stone under the sun
He made me smile,
A sun-ray in the darkest of forests.
He made me cry,
A shadow in the desert.
Evil does not stab you
It kisses you between your thighs,
And leaves you wanting more
All while hating yourself,
And loving him.
This is my youth.
The age of princes and princesses
The age of rage,
Joy,
And immense, insatiable, dissatisfaction.
Once upon a time I met the devil,
And he blessed me,
With a pain, and fondness for love
For lust,
That I cannot forget no matter how much I wish I could,
And that no one can ever measure up to.
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Love Thy Enemy
RomanceValentino is dark, evil, cruel... but he is also powerful, charming and downright gorgeous. He unleashes in Ana a thirst for vengeance, power, and desire. Ana's road to her future, a place governed by anger and hurt next to the man who holds the key...
