Deathtrap (Murder and Mayhem #1)

by Alexandra St. Pierre

For all the girls who never feared Hell because they know the Devil is a woman and Hell hath no fucking fury.

“The hardest thing in this world is to live in it.” —BUFFY SUMMERS, BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER

“No one really knows why they are alive until they know what they’d die for.” — MARTIN LUTHER KING JR.

I got a whiff of frankincense and sandalwood. I made a face. He smelled like a funeral.

“Deathtrap, come here,”

Im done. This is my first nail in this fucked up coffin ive built

“The darkest places in Hell are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis.” —DANTE ALIGHIERI, INFERNO

I never said I didn’t like you. I said we could never be friends.” I shot him a look. “Isn’t that the same thing?” His gorgeous hazel eyes were swimming in the golden light of the streetlamps that lined the quiet road. Reaching out and gripping my chin, he ran his thumb over my lower lip and pulled it down gently, exposing my bottom teeth to him. He licked his lips, and his gaze dropped down to my mouth again before flicking back up to my eyes. “No, Lilith. It’s not the same thing.”

“I killed him because he hit you,”

Was I safer here in Hell with Satan than with God?

“I’m your own personal nightmare, Lilith, and I will never let you go,” he whispered, giving me a small, sad smile. “I may not be able to promise you kindness, but I can promise you forever. I can promise that I will be the only monster to ever hurt you because your pain belongs to me.”

May their hatred burn fiercely, unyielding to the trials of this underworld, and may their union reign supreme amidst the chaos and darkness that surrounds us.”

Killer wedding vows

Hell’s leader was the living personification of evil and that she took the form of what he called a ‘woman.’

Good. You are right to fear women. We are that.

loved her so much that it made my chest tighten and my eyes burn. She had given me everything when I had not even known that I had nothing.

Does it matter why you feel this way? Isn’t it just enough that you do, and I am willing to respect that?”

“It’s also okay to mourn the loss of the person you were before, but you should also be celebrating the birth of this new version of you.”

“From now on, if you bleed, I bleed,”

Even the strongest fall if they don’t have anyone waiting to catch them.”

“I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss.” —GOMEZ ADDAMS, THE ADDAMS FAMILY

“I will wait for you until the end of fucking time, Lilith. I’m just terrified I’m going to lose you to yourself along the way.”

“I’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.” —WEDNESDAY ADDAMS, THE ADDAMS FAMILY

Death, to most, was a terrifying moment of finality. However, to some, death was a mercy. It meant peace and rest. It meant the absence of pain. Death meant the end of a life well lived and marked the beginning of the next great adventure. Death was not the enemy. Not always.

The worst thing that could happen to the living was not death. The worst thing that could happen to the living was to move through life without love,

“Those consumed with anger rarely have room left for reason.