"Despite your protests look at you now." He smirked bending down and placing a kiss on my neck.  "In the end you easily succumbed to me without any protest."

"I don't want to die."  I responded as he continued to trail small butterfly kisses along my throat, all the while lightly grazing his sharp canines against it.

"Your mouth is very dishonest woman."  He said lifting and staring into my eyes.  "It says no while your body says yes."

"You're wrong."  I whispered.

"Am I now?"  He spoke against my skin sending goosebumps all over my body.  "I don't think I am."


Valerie Anderson was your normal everyday secretary, at least she was until the day she died.  Killed by her sex crazed supervisor by falling down a flight of stairs, Valerie finds herself waking up in the bed of the cold and oppressive Elias Langley.  
First prince and next in line for the throne of the land of Allsbrook, Elias gives Valerie two options, either be his slave or die by his hands.
Unable to remember a thing, not even her name, Valerie isn't ready to die, not until she discovers how she appeared in this strange land and who she is.
Desperate Valerie agrees to be Elias' slave, thus beginning their master and slave relationship.
Will the cold Elias end up warming up to Valerie, allowing someone into his cold dead heart?  Will Valerie be able to find her memories and figure out her mysterious background?  

My Dear Prince Of Darkness

His Demand

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"Is there no way to find him?" I asked Wilson as we continued to sit in silence. "I mean, how has he remained in hiding for the past one hundred years?"
Wilson frowned. "Some say that he no longer lives, and that is why we can't find any signs of him. Others say he resides on an entirely different ...

"Is there no way to find him?" I asked Wilson as we continued to sit in silence. "I mean, how has he remained in hiding for the past one hundred years?"

Wilson frowned. "Some say that he no longer lives, and that is why we can't find any signs of him. Others say he resides on an entirely different ...

Perfect Fit