***POV - Damion I sit at the table with the guys in my grim-reaper suit next to Enrique. Ilkay, a psycho doctor, and Axel, a werewolf, are opposite us. Logan, a devil, is talking to Cat-woman in a dark corner. My gaze scans the room, secretly looking for a certain person. My heart gives a double beat when my eyes eventually find her walking down the stairs. She’s dressed in a short black skirt with white lace trimmings and small red roses around the hem; a short tight black crop top exposes her toned tummy, while black net stockings with knee-high black boots clad those perfect legs. Her face is painted lightly white with black circles around her eyes, red lips, and a stitched-in smile. Her light hair is hanging loose over her shoulders with red roses on the top of her head. Coincidentally, her sugar-skull girl theme fits perfectly with mine. My bitch-stick moves, but I just smile - I came prepared today. I didn’t get dressed as a reaper solely because of my surname … no, I can e

* ***POV - Melaena A neon sign lights up above us. INFERNO. I drive around the building and park at the back, knowing that there’s always paparazzi lurking in the front. Enrique and Logan are both famous and the reporters just love to hang out at their club, to write about their spicy social lives. And with Damion and Jackson also being here most of the time, this is a paparazzi paradise. Lucinda’s eyes grow big with astonishment. “We’re going in there?” She points to the club, pushing back her glasses again, and I nod my head. She types a message on her phone and puts it back in her handbag. “It’s my brothers’ club, so we can eat for free.” Her eyes grow even wider. “I didn’t know you have a brother.” She’s almost prancing with excitement next to me. “Actually, I have four.” Her mouth drops open and then she just shakes her head. The guard opens the back door for us without a word. I take Lucinda by the arm as she’s almost frozen with amazement and we walk up the stairs to th

***POV - Melaena Kiara walks with me up to the impressive multi-storage building, with steel mullions wrapped in a glass curtain wall that catches the sun, forming a breathtaking kaleidoscopic façade. I have a hell of a headache after last night’s episode and the sunglasses and painkillers are not helping, leaving me cranky and in serious need of some sleep. My BFF forced me out of bed this morning … way too overeager for my liking. “Was it really that bad?” I whimper, wanting to sink into some hole if I think about everything I said. How can I be so brain-dead, telling him how sexy he is to his face? Ug, death, please come take me now. “Yep, you were crushing … but he was so sweet … closing his eyes while helping me to get you dressed. It was unexpected but so bitterly cute I almost melted,” Kiara says in a sugary voice. And for her to go on like this … he must have made an impact. She lets go of my hand when we reach the door. I plop another chocolate into my mouth. Apparently,

* ***POV - Melaena I flip through the pages of my diary, sipping my orange juice. Kiara and I just came back from dance practice. Teaching those little kids is something different and I think the group just might have the potential to win - they're that great. I’ve written everything about my stalker D in my diary since his first message. I’ve also written down who was there during each occurrence. There are around 10 people from the paintball match that I’ve excluded … leaving 10 suspects … but not one of them stands out at the moment. They’re not students … so how can they get into the university area … they could sneak in I suppose. But not one of them was around when the other photos were taken … or maybe I just didn’t see them. Ug, this is so frustrating. I stare at the names again. D keeps saying he wants revenge for his father … so what could I have done to his father? It must be something bad … but what? What could be so bad that he would try to kill my brother? “Mel, you c

***POV - Damion Every time the bell rings, my eyes abstract-mindedly move to the door to see people entering or leaving the diner. But this time, my heart does a double-take triple-somersault with a fucking headstand, leaving me gulping for air. Melaena walks through the door dressed in a short denim dress that accentuates every curve of that perfect body, showing off her sexy tanned legs and just enough cleavage to make you pay attention. Suddenly, all my control flies out the door, and my pants seem to fit a lot tighter than a minute ago. I shift my position on the chair to hide my uncomfortability. What the hell was she thinking about wearing that in public? Not that she looks bad, no, on the contrary, she looks super-hot and sexy - and right there lies the problem. I look around and I’m right, every guy in the diner is eye-fucking her with hungry lustful stares. Shit. Why did the universe have to throw me a curveball like this – giving me a girl that every man wants to