More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
I'm tempted to tell Cage to leave, but whatever old attachment I had with him isn't entirely gone. Like removing a Band-Aid and being left with the residue. The wounds are healed, yet what was supposed to help close them remains.
The sudden knock on the door causes me to jump out of my skin, nearly sending the wine in my glass splashing in my face and on the fantasy novel from Adeline Reilly that I’d been reading.
“That’s also new. You gonna use that on me, little ghost? I don’t mind joining you in the afterlife.”
It was just one night. People don’t fall in love that quickly, and it would be insane to think otherwise.
“At one point in our lives, we don’t know our soulmates at all. But that doesn’t make them any less of one. Sometimes… sometimes you just know.”
“I’d like to think I’m responsible for a few fixations, but sure, we’ll start with pizza.”
And the problem is I don't know if she'll let me have her, but I do know it won't stop me.
And when she begins to saw through the corpse's head, I can't help but feel my fascination with her deepening.
I’ve never been so ready to walk into a wildfire.
Curiosity won, and like a cat, it may get me killed.
This is literally the worst thing to ever happen to me, particularly in the middle of a goddamn Target. “Marie, this is my mom, Winifred,” Cage introduces us, a shit-eating grin tilting his lips.
“They say that people who have eyes like yours are destined for a tragic death.”
“I will chase away all your nightmares until they grow wary of returning. They will fear me, my little ghost. But you never will.”
“Don't be fooled, little ghost, I will own you even after you've disappeared. You may vanish, but your soul will always be mine.”
There's no control over a natural disaster. Only allowing it to wreak havoc and bracing yourself for the outcome. The storm building inside me is catastrophic. It'll be devastating, and I'll be in ruins.
She’s lucky I don’t sew her goddamn flesh to my own.
