Voracious (The Edge of Darkness, #2)

by Leigh Rivers

The calmest I’ve ever felt in my life is when I’m with her. The voices are quiet, my heart slows to a healthy pace and I can sleep.

Fuck, I’m in deep. But I want to be deeper. More. I need more of her.

I’d give it all up for Stacey.

If my dad doesn’t believe me, then no one will. I’m trapped. I’m trapped with a brother who wants to hurt me.

this is terrifying

Standing in the middle of the room, splatters of blood all over her, her dress ripped down the middle, Stacey holds the blade, hand raised to the side as tears stream down her face.

The Stacey Rhodes Effect.

I buy her a Kindle and perfume, and us both a camera, before settling in the pub while we wait to depart.

i love him

You’re everything to me, Stacey. Everything. I think about you constantly, and I get excited when it’s time to see you. I’ve never been attracted to someone before; did you know that? Never. Not once did I come across someone I found attractive.

“Because I love you. I’ve been in love with you for ages – it’s been all I’ve thought about. And I keep falling more in love with you every single fucking day.”

She claims to have softened me, but that’s impossible – I’m always hard.

LMAO

This will be the first time I tell everyone the full truth.

been waiting for this, but i am terrified

I have the DNA of Tobias. Therefore, I am capable of destroying Stacey.

“We need to go to a Taylor Swift concert,” Base says. “Reckon she’d take me on stage.”

THE FINAL FLASHBACK

“Do not speak about any woman that way. Ever.”

For the next two years, I die a little more each day, until the version of Kade Mitchell I want to be turns into a ghost.

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

He reminded me of what it felt like to be alive.

All I keep seeing is her name printed on a folder – Stacey Rhodes. Stacey Rhodes. Stacey Rhodes. Stacey Rhodes.

Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them. Save him. Save her. Save them.

“He’s the son of Tobias Mitchell. He doesn’t need help.”