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<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Logan Hudson was a whole lot of sin wrapped up in heartache.</span></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I was the son of the devil.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The spawn of the boogeyman.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Darkness was my domain. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I didn't just thrive on the pain and misery of others I craved it. Fed on their screams and tears.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And I wanted hers the most.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Shelby Grace. My walking talking wet dream. So sweet that she made my teeth hurt.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But I'm cursed. Everything I touch rots at the core. I should stay away from her. Leave her alone to live her innocent existence. Except I can't. Because there's one thing darkness is meant to do...</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Corrupt the light.</span></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I know I shouldn't go down this road. Logan Hudson was a bad idea with worse consequences. The pretty boy with a charming smile and a list of conquests a mile long.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But how do I resist the devil when he's always there? Tempting me with sparkling green eyes and wicked smirk.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It was impossible to hate him. And trust me I was trying. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Because it wasn't the monster I was afraid of.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It was the broken boy underneath.</span></p>