Echoes (Dance With My Demons, #2)

by Steph Macca

What an unhinged good fucking reader you are. I knew you'd be gagging for the monsters under the bed… Begging them to drag you down to hell and rearrange your insides. Welcome home.

I never thought I'd see the day where I'd be loyal to Damon, but I guess even Hell can freeze over.

I don't know what possesses me to do it. I don't even think about it in advance. Her arguing, her defiance, her caring, the way she grabs my arm—it snaps something inside of me. And before I can stop myself or realize it's happening, I do the unthinkable. I kiss her.