Claimed by Fangs and Darkness (Everlasting Possession, #2)

by Maggie Sunseri

I elbowed Kylo, and he grabbed my arm, turning to tower over me. “Careful, angel. I bite.”

“It is a revolutionary act to stay in your home despite the threat from oppressors. To continue to laugh and take strolls and steal joy and orgasms and acts of indulgence, small and large. To refuse to live in fear is radical. I will dance and make art. I will fill vases with freshly cut flowers, and I will make my bed every morning.

Kylo practically dragged me into his bedroom—our bedroom—with a firm grip on my hair and another on my hip. “Is this fucked-up of us?” I panted. “We’re self-aware, so it’s fine.” “Hmm.” I nodded. “Okay. That sounds right.”

Adorable, and also hilarious. Murder, shadow impalement, and decapitation? Fine. But Evie drew the line at peeling off skin and severing appendages. Honestly… that was fair. “We all have our limits, baby,” I affirmed to her.

Parties were too daunting. Approach a pre-formed huddle of people and insert myself into their conservation? I would rather be shot with a crossbow.