Thank you Sherry and thank you to everyone who reviewed, I truly appreciate it.

I am going to work on the sequel, I'm hoping to make it a longer fic (this 1 was short because I wasn't sure how it would be received and I used it to build up a bit of confidence). I will post the sequel as soon as I have it completed.

Epilogue.

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100 years have passed since my beautiful Bella had joined me. She had taken to this life remarkably well; and as my queen, she seemed to flourish under my tutelage. So much so, that she had started to venture out on her own.

Her chosen targets were criminals, not that they were hard to pursue, but she had taken a liking to claiming her souls well before their time on earth was done. I guess you could say she had found a loophole; she still collected the sinner's souls, she always collected early, and she rid the world of murders and other dangerous criminals. It was a win-win as far as she was concerned.

"Edward!" Ah, here is my beautiful queen.

"Yes, dear." I smile at her eye roll.

"It's time." She had been working on a double. The wife of a drug dealer had reached the end of her rope with her husband and was due to snap at any moment. "Tanya will be taking Royce's life tonight. She caught him with a hooker." She laughed, probably because she had something to do with said hooker. My queen was a devious beauty.

Turning to the soldier, who was now one of my most trusted, I spoke. "I guess we can speak about your idea when I get back from my queens little show."

He nodded. "Yes, master." I watched him leave before turning to Bella; who was looking at me with one brow raised.

"What!?"

"Why do you call him soldier in your head and not Jasper?"

"Quit fucking listening to my thoughts." I grumbled.

We had been shocked to discover that Bella was able to enter my mind. I think it's God's final 'fuck you' for all the trouble I had caused him.

Now, as payback for all the times I have listened to her thoughts, she often just plucked whatever she wanted to know right out of my head.

It had caused a couple of issues in the beginning when we spoke about her past as a human.

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"Did you plan for James to be the one?" We were lounging on the forest floor, which had now become one of our favorite places.

"I knew helping you get revenge would be the best way. I needed you to take a life." I rolled over to face her.

"Yeah, I guess you picked the right guy." She turned to place a quick kiss on my lips before laying back down.

Mr. Hunter had been planned from the very beginning. My plan had worked flawlessly and pushing Mr. Hunter into Charlie's path had been perfectly timed.

I knew what the outcome would be and I knew it would leave Bella without any family, but I couldn't risk a repeat of last time.

Bella sits up and looks at me. "What did you just say?" She frowns, looking at me intently.

"Nothing." I didn't say anything.

She stands, hands on hips and looks at me. "What do you mean, 'pushing James into Charlie's path'? Did you kill my father?" She stares at me and I know at this moment that she is in my head. I can feel her in there. What. The. Fuck.

"No, I didn't kill your father." I'm not lying, I didn't kill Charlie. I offer her a smile.

"Don't get smart, Edward. Did you have something to do with it?" I flinch when I feel movement in there. How did she gain entrance to my head?

If this was anyone else I would have probably just killed them, that would be a sure way to get them out.

"Go on then Edward. Do it. Get me out of your head. Do it. Kill me." I stand and look at her. She knew I wouldn't hurt her. No matter what, she was always safe from me.

"Does it matter? Honestly?" She rolled her eyes.

"I don't like being manipulated, especially by you." Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. I didn't manipulate her. I manipulated Mr. Hunter and her father. "Technicalities Edward."

"All I did was tip your father off about Mr. Hunter's drug shipment." She was still in my head, trying to ascertain if I was speaking the truth.

"And James?" She spoke between clenched teeth. Ah, okay so maybe he had a little push.

"Okay, Mr. Hunter was pushed."

"How?" I don't understand why she needs to know this.

"I just whispered a few instructions," I shrugged. "I needed to make sure he got the right cop."

"You fuck," She walked over and pushed me. "I was really upset when he died."

"Yes, well, you can't change the past."

"Edward, I can't believe you did that. I don't understand why." As she stared into my eyes, I felt her in my head again. How the fuck was she doing that?

"You want the truth?" She nodded and I cupped her face. "Because I could. Because I wasn't willing to risk him killing you again." I kissed her lips. "It took decades to find you, and when I did, the first thing I noticed was that your father carried a gun." I shook my head. "I guess you could say I panicked."

"He was a good man Edward, history wouldn't have repeated itself."

"I wasn't willing to take that risk, he was religious, wasn't he?" She nodded. "I knew I had to wait until you reached the age Belladonna was in order for you to remember your past life, but I also knew there was a chance that your father could intervene again. Nothing in life is certain. I just made sure the odds were in my favor."

"How long did it take to find me?" She loved hearing details about her past… Our past together.

"When you were finally reincarnated it took eight years… I felt it the moment you were born, but you could have been anywhere in the world. Imagine my surprise when I was collecting one of my souls, and a little girl skips right past me and waves," I laugh. "Your words were 'Hi mister, Bye, mister'. I knew in that instant who you were but you needed to age before we could meet." So the shadows kept watch over her until she was ready.

"I guess we really were destined," she smiles at me, which soon turns into a glare. "I still can't believe you never told me you had a hand in killing Charlie."

"Honestly Bella, it has no bearing on the present. It's not like it matters to you anymore." I knew she wasn't upset about it. She had lost that part of her, the humanity part that loved her father. It had died when she pledged herself to me.

"That's not the point. The point is you lied to me." She was losing steam now.

"I lie all the time," I sweep my arms out. "I'm the Devil." I wrap my arms around her and spread my wings, watching as her eyes turned black with lust. They were one of her favorite parts of me. "How about I make it up to you?"

Her eyes narrowed, "It's going to take a lot more than a quickie to make me forget that you're a bastard."

"Who said it's going to be quick?" She laughed and kissed me. I knew she would see things my way.

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Her laugh made me cringe because I knew she was inside my head, watching my memory play out. "Get out." I pursed my lips to hide my smile. I don't mind her in there anymore, I had gotten used to it and it made her feel powerful.

She didn't care that because she was my queen it made her the most powerful being in here, even more powerful than me. She only cared that she had that connection to me that nobody else had. The connection that sometimes can drive me mad when I just wanted a minute of peace.

"Okay, I'll be good." She leans over and places a kiss on my lips before skipping out of the chamber. "Come now, Edward. Tanya's show will be starting soon."

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I was standing in some rundown apartment filled with beer bottles and pizza boxes, watching my queen whisper in a strawberry blonde's ear.

"He has betrayed you, Tanya. He doesn't care about you, but once he's gone you can find someone who does, someone who loves you." The blonde started to mumble. My Bella had taken a liking to using mind tricks, ever since she discovered the method I had used on Belladonna's father.

I watched as her husband, the local drug dealer and pimp; walked into the apartment and straight to the fridge, grabbing a beer, before sitting on the sofa. He removed his gun from the waistband of his pants and placed it on the table.

I rolled my eyes, I knew this was going to be an easy one.

"I'm hungry, woman. Hurry up." I watched the blonde jump at the sound of his voice. My queen became more insistent.

"Do it. Do it, now. Kill him. He doesn't love you, if he did, he wouldn't make you have sex with his buddy's. Come on Tanya, you deserve better."

"I deserve better." The blonde's words gained some volume and also her husband's attention.

"You deserve a smack in the mouth, that's what you deserve. Bring me a beer!" He shouted, and the woman seemed to snap. Grabbing a beer she stomped over to him and placed it on the table before grabbing his gun and taking aim.

"Do it. Do it. Do it, now, Tanya." My petite fleur was enjoying herself. She loved these kind of jobs, that's the only reason I allowed her to do them.

The blonde stood in front of her husband, gun aimed, ready to shoot. While her husband laughed at her, totally unfazed.

"You deserve better, Tanya. He beats you and cheats on you. Do it before he kills you." The blonde nodded.

"I deserve better." She squeezed the trigger once, shooting her husband straight through the head, silencing his annoying laugh.

My wife looked pleased. "Good girl."

Walking over to me, my Bella had a smile on her face. She knew I hated these kind of collections. They were easy and took no skill at all.

"Don't be so grumpy, Edward." She pouted at me and I leaned forward to bite her lip. "You gained his soul early."

"Yes, I know, but you know I prefer the more… Challenging collections." She looked down and nodded and I instantly felt bad for ruining her fun. I hated that she was able to bring out these kind of emotions in me.

"You were beautiful," I lifted her face and kissed her lips. "I don't mean to ruin your fun."

"I know, Edward, but you did get a new soul along with Royce's. Tanya committed her sin, she's yours now." I nodded, I guess that was true.

"Yes, that's true, but now I have to wait for her because you want her to live out the rest of her life."

"She's had a bad life, I think she deserves to have a bit of peace before she resides for eternity in Hell."

"You know, sometimes I worry that there is still some light left in you." I looked at her intently.

Her eyes rolled, "I'm yours Edward." I nodded, I knew that. "But maybe we both have a bit of light left in us." I opened my mouth to argue but she carried on. "We love each other." She shrugged. "Maybe that's where it is."

I guess she could be right, but I didn't have to like it.

I was never supposed to fall in love. It was something that I never considered. There had been rumors of a parchment containing a prophecy about me and my queen. It has been said that it talks about Bella and how she would come to join me.

I wonder what else it says about me.

It is believed that the parchment has been passed down the generations of a family of seers. Maybe it's time to find this Brandon family I have heard so much about.

Bella smiled at me, "I'm in... Jasper would be the perfect person to send."

I guess the soldier would work. "Let's go celebrate your collection." I wiggle my eyebrows and sweep her into my arms.

Both of us becoming shadows.

The end. Or is it.

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I have an idea for a sequel so I am going to try and get it down. Like last time I wont post until its complete. Thank you everyone for reading sending you lots of Devilward kisses.

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hopefully it will pick up once I get a couple of stories going.