Phantasma (Wicked Games, #1)

by Kaylie Smith

It took everything in Ophelia not to give him a crude gesture. Genevieve, however, didn’t resist.

“Ophelia,” he repeated, tasting every syllable. Her name on his tongue sounded like a wicked prayer. “You are exactly the person I’ve been waiting for.”

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It’s time for me to go now. Good luck, Ophelia. Tell Genevieve I love her. “I will. But we’ll meet again someday,” Ophelia vowed. Her mother smiled. Not too soon, though, my darling. Live.

“In a different life, in a fair one, I would’ve kept you until my eternal soul withered away to dust,” he vowed to her. Then he was gone.

“In all the darkness, in all the loneliness, you have been my one source of light,” he lamented as she began to come undone. “My soul will go to its grave with your name echoing in my mind.”