Ravage (Dance With My Demons, #3)

by Steph Macca

Oh, you're back again… It's the morgue scenes, isn't it? Don't worry… they are loud enough to wake the dead in this book too.

There comes a point where we adapt. You become so used to the trauma and pain that it's all you know. When it disappears, you don't know how to cope without it. Your body stays in that survival mode, constantly on edge until you start to go insane.

That's the hold that Avery has on us. We'd all walk through fire and broken glass to save her. What a strange turn of events.

"If you tell me you're fine, I'm going to bend you over the table and smack your ass right here."

"My fallen angel," Grey whispers, fucking me harder. "You fell right into the Devil's arms."

"She's a dark horse. Imagine what will happen when she finally takes hold of that pain and runs with it. Imagine what she can become."

Little Killer – You are my absolute everything. Everyone deserves the chance to love you too. So, if your heart belongs to three people, then that's okay. I'm not going anywhere, no matter what happens.

"Show me what you look like when you come. I want to make you come so hard that it will ruin your life in the best fucking way possible."

"I should tell you to run," I reply. "But I fear I'd just chase you now."

"Maintenant tu es à moi aussi," he whispers, placing kisses over my neck and jawline. I don't know what the words mean, but I do know one thing. Now that I have him, I'm not letting him go.

Touch her and I'll make your nightmares seem like a happy place. I'll burn everything and everyone without blinking. They will beg for death because it will be the easy way out.