Honeysuckles (Monster Stalker #1)

by January Rayne

I run into the kitchen to grab a knife from the block, swinging it in front of me. “I’ve had a hell of a few days and I’m not afraid to start stabbing bitches, I swear to fucking God. Leave me alone!”

I nod frantically. “A trophy for the demon.” I finger-gun him with a cackle before bursting into tears. I’m not sure I can believe this.

“I’m starting to think you don’t like me, Creed.” “I don’t,” I answer, obviously. “I don’t like anyone besides Demi. She’s everything. I don’t have all damn day. What do you want?” I try not to snarl with impatience. I don’t think customer service is for me. Maybe I’ll work in the office, away from people. I hate people.

“You won’t be making my food, right?” “No. I’m not allowed near sharp objects.” “There’s hope yet.”