Cute but Creepy (Verfallen Asylum Book 2)

by Beatrix Hollow

It was disgusting being reminded of the way I used to love him.

I promise he’s still the best 😭 Ughhh poor Basil 💔

He smelled sweet and earthy.

This is so odd 😭 In the first book I pictured a weird old scraggly looking dude who smelled like death… so this new pov is hilarious to me lol 😂

The paper was already yellowing and the ink was fading. Someone had filled in my information a very long time ago.

There was a flash of humor in the doctor’s expression that fled a second later.

What is happening??? Stein.. showing.. emotion????

“Do I take it out or leave it in? Take it out or leave it in!” he yelled, eyeing the knife jutting from his leg.

I believed my brother was good, and I believed he and I were still destined to be siblings eternally. I was in love with my brother until the day he killed our parents and vanished.

HE STILL IS GOOD!!! IT WAS AN ACCIDENTTT!! FORGIVE MY BABY!!!!!!!!

“Because I'm a pyromaniac.” His dark eyes dragged me in. “That fight… you were the most beautiful thing I've ever seen… and the most terrifying.”

There was something wrong with him. You could smell it. It reminded me of… well, it reminded me of Doctor Stein.

“I’m the one… tha’ wanted her here,” I got out with a heavy tongue. “I’m still curious about that,” he said. “Why do you need Hazel here?”

Also, something felt weird between us. The unwanted sex gifts, the uncomfortable attention, the secret meetings in a padded cell while strapped to a mattress… it was kind of romantic, wasn’t it?

Fair.

I’m sorry???? FAIR???? UM… girl

Evading her for years. Finding out her weakness. Discovering her lifelong determination to kill her brother. The rumors of a basilisk at Verfallen. Getting myself incarcerated and then transferred to the asylum. The anonymous letter telling her exactly where her brother was. The deals, the schemes, the lying. One thrust at a time I’d make what I did known until both of us were spent. Then I’d probably die.

Two mates. Two fucked up, immortal murderous mates who both wanted me dead. And I’d tried to kill one of them.

“Do I need to check sooner?” He asked. “Are you anxious for our meetings, Hazel? If I checked you at lunch would you already be wet?”

I might get to do what I wanted to the inmates of Verfallen, but I was still a patient. The first patient—Patient Zero.

Another century of secretly feeding. Another century of Hazel writhing on my examination table. Then the gag they put in my head would break.

Zero was still in my head, and he knew Elvis was my special corpse friend. Flowers? Nah, get yourself an Eldritch horror that lets your favorite corpse keep its brain juice.

"Where are you going?" He asked, slipping his mask back on. "To save you again, I guess." I brushed off my skirt.

"Don't you fucking dare try to take him away from me," I hissed. "Whoops," he said, turning and running away.

Definitely siblings lol

"I'll make you interested," he said, his voice dipping an octave. He walked over to Zero, reaching out and swiping his thumb over his lips. Zero stared at him a moment, then looked away bashfully.

“I don’t have a brother. I don’t have any family.”

OUCHIE