Nocticadia

by Keri Lake

Just as I was on the verge of unzipping my skin and crawling away,

He’s an asshole, the voice inside my head argued back. Don’t put too much into it. Yeah, he was. An exceptionally good-looking and smart asshole.

“Curiosity often leads us down a precarious path.” “You say

“The truth is an intangible luxury of the powerful.”

I suppose it would. I couldn’t imagine being an insect. Pursued by so many dangerous things.” I dared a glance, and found him looking at my lips, where I’d reapplied the lipstick before leaving my dorm. “You need to pay closer attention, Miss Vespertine.”

brilliantly antisocial,”