Falling in Love with the Man of My Nightmares (That's [Para]Normal #4)

by Camilla Evergreen

I trace patterns in the popcorn ceiling and debate trying to fall back asleep. Last time I met Pollux in the dream plane, he said I summoned him. I could try to do it again. Narrowing my eyes on the white constellations above my ceiling fan, I contemplate just absolutely yoinking him from his breakfast table. Assuming, of course, he is eating breakfast. My parents haven’t gotten up yet, so it’s still really early. Possibly too early for breakfast. Potentially still early enough for hunting. Which may be a kind of breakfast? I don’t know the rules for being a fear vampire.