Phantasma (Wicked Games, #1)

by Kaylie Smith

“The dark is for people who are too cowardly to face their actions in the light,”

I think you’re rather a force to be reckoned with

“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.”

I think in the future it would be objectively beneficial to let me prove to you exactly what it feels like to be kissed by me, just in case such a thing were to ever happen again.” “Alright, maybe I am inclined to believe this is real.” She rolled her eyes as she grumbled, “Your face might be able to be replicated, but your ego can’t.

all of my inner demons were destroyed, there wouldn’t be much left of me.”

her biceps were screaming at her to stop, and she was chiding herself for having such a lack of upper-body strength. She was going to start lifting books in the library after this.

“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.”