Little did Cassandra know that the injured cat she'd nursed back to health was anything but helpless; by her hands a most powerful, evil being would be released and it becomes painfully clear to her that he's bent on repaying her on his own selfish terms.

He stared down at me, eyes dark and unrelenting. "Do you want Malcolm?" Stupid question. But I nodded anyway. "Then kiss me." Talk about getting caught between a rock and a hard place. *SKoW Winner*

(On Indefinite Hiatus!) "You so want me. You wouldn't be blushing so much if you didn't. You think I'm sexy and want to touch my penis.." "I DON'T WANT YOU!" Yep, just another day in my life.

He lifted his hand, my bra dangling off of his index finger.OPEN ME...one word on each cup. His smirk grew as he said, "I don't mind obeying orders."

It didn’t matter to my Hindu Mum that he was an Italian badass covered in tattoos; the Indian fortune-teller had predicted that I would marry him so according to Mum, marry him I would. **Lucan’s Story**