Ghosts of Halloween (Ghosts of Halloween, #0.5-#3.5)

by Layla Fae

My princess is drowning out there, and I’ll be her fucking lifeline if it’s the last thing I do. She needs me.

“Yeah, you’re a slut,” I say, angry that I bared my soul to her, and she ignored it like a bitch. “But unlike everyone else, I’ll call you that to your face. And then, I’ll still tell you I love you. I don’t care who you fucked, babe. I only care that you stay mine when we’re together. So how will it be?”

I tried to be a good daughter, and ended up without an arm. I tried to be a good sister, and lost my brother. And I tried to be a good girlfriend, and…

Me, coveted and desired by three feral, vengeful men who conquered death for me.