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“The dark is for people who are too cowardly to face their actions in the light,”
“Go home,” the stranger advised. “A house of Devils is no place for an angel like you.”
“A heart and a key would set me free,” it said. “But you should hope we do not meet again, angel.”
The Shadow Voice isn’t real. But it didn’t matter how many times she told herself that. The intrusive thoughts always managed to make a traitor of her own mind.
She was entirely disoriented and wanted to curl up on the ground and sob.
“The desperate will consent to the most egregious prices after all.
“Call her a name one more time,” he threatened, his tone bored but his eyes alight with mischief. “I dare you.” Cade gawked at the sight of Blackwell’s tall frame, but his expression quickly soured as he spat, “Incredible, even Demons have whores—” Blackwell grabbed Cade’s wrist and twisted his arm until he screeched in agony. “Incredible,” Blackwell echoed. “The audacity of men worth less than dirt.”
Life happens. Even in death. No use worrying about things that haven’t occurred yet.”
“There have been a few past contestants he made a deal with that damn near broke Phantasma’s cardinal rule for our handsome friend here,” Jasper continued. “Might want to mind your heart around him, or the trials won’t be the worst that’ll happen to you.”
She buried her face into the crook of his throat. “You came.” “You called,” he answered.
if all of my inner demons were destroyed, there wouldn’t be much left of me.”
As much as she hated to admit it, she craved confirmation when she did something well.
“I want to know everything. I want to see all the darkest corners of your mind.” He tilted his face up to whisper his next words right into her ear. “I want to taste your sins.”
Fall in love within Phantasma at your own risk.
The problem with secrets was that they festered and tore open wounds that were starting to scab.
“I am not your angel, but I will be your nightmare.
“Gabriel White is your father.”
“You’re only doing this because of what happened in that trial. You only ever want me after near-death experiences.” “So?” He leaned down until their eyes were level. “So, maybe I don’t want to just be a distraction to you.”
“But it makes it easy to think anything good about myself is simply neutralizing all the darkness in my head. I’ve done nothing extraordinary—all of my energy goes toward trying to atone for the negative energy I put into the world every time the voice awakens.”
Life is not measured in good or bad thoughts—it’s how you treat the world around you despite them.
Death brings so much clarity.
They’d be exactly where they started—just with a little extra trauma.
“Mortals are pitiful romantics,” he countered. “Falling in love no matter the cost.”
the world needed more people who minded their own damn business and weren’t afraid to speak up when needed.
you are the only thing that’s ever made me feel even a semblance of hope in this eternity of Hell. The dream I’ve been looking for—the one to wake me up. The thought of wasting another second when I will lose you forever in only three days has ruined me. You are the closest thing I will ever get to experiencing heaven, and I’m not ready to let it go.”
“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.
“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.”
She turned her head to nip at his bottom lip. “Devil.” “Angel,” he drawled.

