Phantasma (Wicked Games, #1)

by Kaylie Smith

Those desperately fascinated with the types of beings who lurked in the dark hardly ever enjoyed the outcome of actually finding them.

As much as she hated to admit it, she craved confirmation when she did something well.

“It’s just… all my life people have had thoughts about what my mother was—what it is that I now am. Necromancer. Blasphemous. Demon. It’s all the same to some people. Sometimes, it’s easy to listen to the voice in my head when it tells me I don’t deserve something. Who wants to be around someone tied so closely to death and darkness? It’s morbid.”

this elicits such a powerful emotional response. replace necromancer with trans-woman, especially in our current predicament, and that's what my shadow voice is constantly echoing in my head -.-

So, she forced herself to murder every butterfly fluttering in her stomach as she sat up

interlicking

not interlicking lolol