Tori Johnson

On her mother’s funeral, Raven meets the greatest challenge of her life when she is kidnapped by gun men and forced to sign over not only her wealth, but her asset and name. To fight for what was left behind for her, she escapes and spends the night trying to get away from them. But at the very last minute, she was shot and she fell into a ditch, where her life came to an end. Only, it didn’t. Where she thought there would be death, life had a different role for her and it pulled her towards a certain destiny. A destiny who had dark hair and perfect grey eyes. A destiny with the body of a god and the voice of the devil. A destiny bent on torturing her. He was either going to destroy her or make her. He was a rogue, a murderer, a traitor. One who killed his mate, destroying half his kingdom with him as he did so. Leaving his crown, pack, and people behind, he wandered aimlessly until he carried the title of the devil king. Once the devil came out of his cage and catches sight of the woman who turned him into what he was, he desired to kill her once more. But that wasn’t enough. He wanted to torment and torture her as much as she tortured him. However, this one was different and she pulled at his darkest emotions and desires. Emotions that wanted only to claim her. She was going to either save him or let him burn.

Queen Lenora’s memories were clear, precise and simple. She had been betrayed, cast out, stabbed and she could remember the face of her murderer. A face so beautiful, so familiar, yet so strange, so dark. She could hardly recognized Cassius as her familiar. Her elder brother had done what no one else could. And the beautiful life she was supposed to begin with her human mate had been stripped right before her very eyes and so was her crown and throne. And as she floats through the never-ending darkness of nothingness, the previous shock, confusion and fear over how her brother took her life had been washed away. Now a smile crazed her lips as she waited for what the enchanted stone would do for her. It wouldn’t be the end and she was going to see her beloved brother again. A thousand years apart, the never-ending feeling of nothingness and darkness finally fades away, revealing a bright light right before her eyes. For the first time in what seemed like forever, she hears the sound of something else other than her twisted and dark mind. It was time. Time to meet Cassius, time to meet her mate again. Three souls were bind together after all. But it was not as easy as she thought it to be. Queen Lenora of Bogaria Dynasty was no longer in a time where she existed. A thousand years apart, it was Bog city and she was different, and not in a good way. The enchanted stone did its job, it brought her back. But not only did it bring her a thousand years later, not only did it bring her to an unfamiliar world, it brought her into the body of a weak, puny and ugly human. No one could recognize her and she could definitely do nothing as a human. That was however, the very least of her problem. Not with the other entities that roamed the city now. It was no longer a world of vampires and humans alone. Fate changed its course and it no longer involved three souls. It was different, unlike what she had ever expected. It was rather disastrous, chaotic, the very definition of mayhem. Her return might be the destruction of the entire world

My life has just been turned upside down. The curtain had been pulled from underneath my feet and my world was beginning to spin. Deception and manipulation were the order of the day, and I had foolishly fallen for it. This wasn’t like the movies or the novels, this was real, like the pain tearing me apart from the inside. It was as real as the tears that fell down my eyes uncontrollably as I made my way away from all the noise, the yelling, the arguments. Or maybe I simply wanted to run away and disappear, to pretend like I never heard them, like I never found out the truth. Everything had been nothing but a lie, but I wished that we could have lived in that lie for a longer time. “How low would you go for money?” His words whipped like a viper and tears clouded my vision. I lowered my gaze, scared of my answer, scared of him, scared of everything. “I was foolish to not have been smarter, to have trusted my mom, to have trusted you.” “But let’s get this clear.” He came closer, so close, his scent and aura choked me. “You are an imposter,” his voice dimmed. “A thief,” “A liar.” “A gold digger,” “A slut and an even bigger manipulative bitch.” He chuckled. “You played your game very well,” “But you will always be an imposter, a nobody.” “And for the fucking time, you will be here as a wife that you have forced yourself to be,” he stared at me with disgust. His aura changing from hurt to scary. And I wanted to get away, from under him, from his scent, from his deadly eyes, from his wicked voice, I wanted to run. “Stay fifty feet away from me. Do not let me see you, do not let me breathe you in, do not let me hear your voice. When you see me, scram, do you understand?” I nodded my head. “Now get out…” he yelled, and I ran. However, how far could I run? From him, from fate?