Phantasma (Wicked Games, #1)

by Kaylie Smith

“Why can’t you see that you’re holding yourself back trying to fit into a mold Mother made for you?

“The audacity of men worth less than dirt.”

“Being too compassionate in a place like this is a mistake,” he warned. “Soft hearts don’t survive here.” “What kinds of hearts do?” He leaned down until their eyes were level. “Hearts with teeth.”

“C’mon, angel, show me your teeth.”

She buried her face into the crook of his throat. “You came.” “You called,” he answered.

“I can only imagine death is more kind than you.”

“In a different life, in a fair one, I would’ve kept you until my eternal soul withered away to dust,”