Autopsy of a Fairytale (Autopsy of a Fairytale, #1)

by Nicole Scarano

she cracked open the novel, her eyes drowning in the written words that always brought her peace.

Death was a cruel and intoxicating master, enslaving not only its victims but also the living caught in its wake.

She was all darkness, and he was her light. She dwelled among the demons, but his smile was a gift from the angels.

He should scare her. She should hate him, and in a way she did, but she also felt dangerous threads stitching their souls together.

Every part of me wants every part of you. Your scent is intoxicating.”

“You’re a part of me now, and I will always be able to sense you. I can no more leave you than I could stop the sun from rising. No matter how far you flee, I will feel you. I cannot abandon you to suffer this life’s dangers. You are mine to protect.”