Go ahead...hate me.
Slaughter me against the wall.
I never introduced myself as the goddamn hero. Even labeling me a pussy bad boy.
I'm an imperious villain! A tyrant cut from the bone of the worst kind of monster.
This is my story and I won't change it for anyone in the world, but...
For him? The one who calls me Master… This is no forever fairy tale romance. This is RAW. This is ripping your heart out and trampling it till there’s nothing left but an angry bloody mess RAW.
He was the one who saw through my cracks, who would suffer my pain, blood and tears, working to mend those still bleeding wounds on my soul.
He stood through my violent storm, hiding the battle raging inside him, one I was too stupid to see, that was tearing apart the only man I would ever love.
It took almost losing him to see that, to understand, to comprehend what he truly was to me.
Mine.
My precious boy.
My beautiful Beo.
A King with no heart.
Breno Hades el Oscuro ruled the crime world of the United States. When the King fell, what was left in the ashes was not the small boy that grew up without his father, not the same kid that chose a life of crime at seventeen, nor was it the King who had killed and clawed through a river of blood to stand at the top.
The King was dragged from his throne of bones into a deep dark pit, leaving only the raw monster to crawl out of Hell.
One that knew love, but never wanted it again.
A Demon with no soul.
Kemono Orochi was destined to inherit the legacy of his father, known as The Dragon's Tongue. He never wanted it, never desired the power that came with the title of Dragon. Kemono ended it all by tearing off the Dragon's head, watching the serpent's remains be consumed in hellfire. Now tormented by the scars of his past inflicted by his father, he struggles to come to terms with the Akuma he has become.
He will devour everyone in his path to protect the one that matters to him.
The only person that had ever made his icy-heart beat.
His heart. His love. His beautiful pride.
A Phoenix without its wings.
Rex Hunter dreams of becoming a principal ballerino...all fierce, like a Phoenix. But this Phoenix has lost his wings and fallen prey, straight into the clutched claws and callus hands of two vicious beasts. Each bore the blackest of hearts, each desiring to keep him safe, cherished and loved unconditionally. Or was Rex just destined to be the glue that would stick two shattered souls together and prevent them from forever falling to pieces?
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This is a love story between two monstrous villains and one valiant young man, held together by their entwined heartstrings.
But…
There will always be love…
Because even Villains understand the tortured scars love leaves in her wake.
Hades
His light was the fire that blighted the deepest dark, but even he can't save the King from a past stained so black, the devil won't even touch it.
Years creep up on you, like a rotting hand: cold and wet, it will drag you down into your grave.
Life will hand you eternity only to rip it away from you.
Love will slaughter you in the most beautiful way and still manage to cut you down when you see him choose the heart of another man.
But Death is a patient soul. He waits, and he waits, and he waits.
'Cause the bastard knows he will always have the last laugh when he knocks at the door.
Kemono
Memories were all I had, all I had clung to as my heart turned to stone and finally dust.
Now he is mine and I will hold him, and I will cherish him. We will dance and we will laugh, and we will cry... We will be human together...
I did not know heaven until I knew him.
But being human comes at a fatal price.
Sometimes you have to let go of the hand you hold onto, because that is the only way you can save them from Death.
Rex
Why did she take them away, hand them back, then force me to choose?
Is love really that cruel, that she would enjoy tormenting you as you watch the two men you love with your whole heart, kill each other...?
And then, my worst fear, my deepest, darkest nightmare became a living breathing thing.
Death had come to take from us what we could never replace.