No Way Back (Darkling, beloved. Book 2)

by Santana Knox

Also dedicated to that one hater who said I should never write horror again: I’m back, bitch!

Halloween should start with pussies dripping cum, and it should end with blood on a blade. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them.

“You make my whole body feel like it’s made of glass, like the tiniest touch is going to make me explode into a million pieces.”

“When you look at me like that, I wanna give you the world.”

He may have a PhD in plant biology, but I’m a doctor in brat with a focus on pushing his buttons.

Finally. I’ve been waiting all year for this. I fucking love Halloween.

Rest in peace, bitch. Here lies Camila. She died sucking giant soda can-sized dick.

Camila teaches me that the things that set you free can sometimes feel like a prison at first. It just depends on what you do with the key.

I hate the world because I hate myself.

“I will follow you to the edge of madness, Darkling. Just tell me when it’s time to leap.”

It’s me, hi, I’m the danger, it’s me.

Hi, I’m the danger. Please back the fuck up, because I’m easily overstimulated.

I’m going to carve my name into your soul.”

“Be with me, in the deranged and in the sane. We do it together. To the end.”

He nods understandingly. “You overhyped the dead cock.” “I overhyped the dead cock,” I agree.

don’t think so, Darkling. Open your eyes. I want you to watch me fuck you with a dead man’s fist.”

“It’s my turn to play now, so be a good girl and stay still.”

Loving everything about her is too easy.