My first ever fanfic for this book. Don't judge, but most of these will be about Kaylee and Avari. It may be weird but I ship those two. Violent Love Romance!

I woke up panting and sweating. I got up out of bed and went down stairs. I pulled a soda from the fridge, sat down at my chair and thought over the dream Avari just sent.

My dad walks into the room with blood dripping from his left ear.

"Kaylee, get out of here..."

I frown at him.

"Why? What happened?"

I glance behind him and see a figure in the darkness of the hallway. The man flashes his teeth, which are crystal white and perfect, before disappearing. I look back at my father who has dropped to his knees and is writhing in pain. He gave a final gasp and dropped to the floor and I see three claw marks in his back.

I try to get up off the bed, but I seem to be stuck.

I feel cold lips at my ear and I hear a voice so smooth it could have been dipped in honey.

"Every one you love, Miss Cavanaugh, will die if you don't come with me soon."

I turn my head and see the man from the hallway. Avari. His hands turn into knives and he drags them down my bear legs, cutting the skin and it feels like poison is being leaked into my skin. I close my eyes and scream.

I opened my eyes and took a sip from my can. I looked up and almost jumped out of my skin.

"I must say, that was one of my best dreams yet..." Avari shook his head and brought his eyes up to meet mine. "What do you think? Did you like it?"

I squinted at him. "What are you doing here? What do you want?"

"You. Miss Cavanaugh I want you. How many times do I have to say it? Do you want me to spell it out for you?"

"No!" I snapped at him and suddenly he was across the table and so close to my face, we were breathing the same air. And I could tell that we were, because every new breath I take is colder than the last.

Avari's black, depthless eyes search mine, like he can see straight through to my soul but then it wouldn't surprise me if he can. I looked away, and felt my cheeks grow warm.

"Look at me."

"No..."

"Look at me." Avari grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him, but I closed my eyes. I didn't want to look at the person who wanted to destroy my soul. And even if I tried I wouldn't be able to be happy with him.

"Look at me." He growled and the power behind his voice made me open my eyes. And as soon as they opened I felt like I died a little on the inside. With his face so close I could see every line that made him. The tiny, faint scar above his left eyebrow. The cute little button nose. The pink, plush baby look of his lips. The darkness of those black eyes, that were squinted with anger.

"Why must you defy me?"

"Because I don't want to get tortured for eternity..." I raised my eyebrow at him.'

"Who said I wanted to torture you? What if I wanted you for something completely different?"

I looked down, why hadn't I thought of that? But if that was the case why do to all this trouble?

"What do you want me for?" I asked softly as I met his unwavering gaze. At least I think the gaze was unwavering. For all I know he could be looking at the ground, the ceiling, the T.V.

He kissed me. Shoving his tongue down my throat as his hand dropped from my chin to grip my waist. It took me a moment to actually realize I was kissing him back. I ripped away from him, breathless. I could hear my heart pounding. I could feel a head ache started from behind my eyes.

"Wha..." Then it dawned on me. "NO! I WILL NO-" He covered my mouth with his pale hand.

"Shush!" He whisper-yelled. "Do you want your father to be killed?"

"Why are you haunting me, Avari? Why me? Why do you have to ruin everything for me? Honestly Avari. Why me? Why not some other loser? Why fucking me?!"

"Because... I want to have you. And not some 'other loser'"

But by the change in his voice I can tell that he is not telling me the real truth. He does want me and not some other loser, but that isn't the only reason.

"Why else?"

"Because I've grown attached to you! And I hate myself for it. Kaylee," he said my name lowly and it made me tremble at how intimate it sounded coming from his lips, "I love you..."

What?

"No... How can you fall in love with me!? You're a demon for God's sakes!"

"Yes but I want you. I need you. But I can't force you to do anything."

"If you love me so much then why are you hurting everyone that I love?"

"Because if everyone you knew was dead, then you would most likely have come to me for comfort."

"No, I would've."

"Yes, you would. I'd be the only person who knew you. Who knew the reason why you were upset."

"What makes you think I would come to you, of all people, for comfort?"

"Because grief can to do those things to a human."

He crossed back over to the Netherworld, but I still heard him in my head as the head ache was coming on full speed.

I will forever haunt you, hurt you and crush you until you come to me Miss Cavanaugh.