Ingest Me, too (The Communion Duet Book 2)

by Lesley A. Camphouse

All I’d wanted was a little bite; I didn’t want him dead.

“Hi, I’m Evie. I am addicted to the taste of my brother’s flesh. And the special spices he made from his body… before my mother killed him. I am having withdrawal because I haven’t had the opportunity to savor him for years, so now I kind of want to see if I can find his taste by consuming the flesh of others. Oh, I’m basically turning into a cannibal because of him.”

In the evenings, besides snacking on my nails, snot, and vaginal discharge, I cut myself and ingest my own blood.

My father is coughing and choking on his own blood as I cut loose a tendon and use it to floss the flesh from between my teeth.

their flesh will keep me satiated until I can once more Ingest Me, too.