For Whom the Belle Tolls

by Jaysea Lynn

I’d known demons looked like that, I wouldn’t have had such an irrational fear of letting my foot hang over the edge of the bed. Hell, I might’ve done it on purpose.

Trying to live. Trying to die, once. Trying to be kinder. Trying to be worse. Trying to make an impact. Trying to not make things worse. Trying to love better. Trying to heal. Trying.

She was a warrior queen. And she was looking at him.

He wasn’t afraid of telling Lily that he loved her; it was the highest honor of his life to do so.