The Exorcism of Faeries (Morbid Realities, #1)

by J.L. Vampa

One didn’t cut open the number of bodies he had without being forever altered by the disturbing transference of bacteria.

She’d never really been attracted to men her own age, let alone one who’d hardly been considered an adult save for a handful of years.

a hint of the approaching autumn on the wind, stirring the leaves that would soon lose their chlorophyll and show the world how beautiful it is to die.

“I didn’t say slutty or that you have to fuck him. It has very little to do with who the man is, anyway. It’s about her, the woman in the scenario. When a woman feels sexy, she feels confident and in control. It puts a spell on men. It has nothing to do with sex and everything to do with power.

“There’s a little phrase wise women live by. If he wants to, he will. It’s usually more romantic than our particular scenario, but the point still stands. If you wanted to murder me, you would. Now, come on.”

She’d always been enthralled by slightly older men. They knew what the hell they were doing in life.

“Sometimes fear cleanses the soul, Atta. It reminds us to look at the important things we took for granted while at peace.”