Voracious (The Edge of Darkness, #2)

by Leigh Rivers

She’s like my own sunrise. Beautiful. Perfect. She fills a part of me that’s been empty and dark for as long as I can remember.

“Make them go away, Freckles.” “Make what go away?” I manage to ask. “The voices.”

Look at me now, my little princess. Daddy’s gone, and he’s never coming back.