Nocticadia

by Keri Lake

To my utter disappointment, she took my oversight as a show of growth. Or worse, affection. The very thought of such a thing sent a shiver of horror down my spine.

“What separates monsters from good men is only a matter of perspective. In your eyes, I’m a sick fuck for what I’ve done to you. But I, on the other hand, see you as a parasite.”

Without a doubt, Lilia Vespertine was going to be a massive headache. But she was my headache.