With Visions of Red (Broken Bonds, #1)

by Trisha Wolfe

When you gaze long enough into the abyss, the abyss gazes back into you.

Without obsession, we may be free. Peace could have a chance. But what would life be without obsession? Hollow vessels, bored and impotent. Death. It is obsession’s ultimate price. A small tribute to pay to our beast.

I didn’t start out this way…I was made. Fashioned into an untouchable creature out of horror and pain.

“There’s nothing wrong with you, goddess. Just the absolute tragedy that I didn’t make you mine first.”

“When you finally understand everything, you’ll know just how much power you truly have over me.”

“Folie a deux,” he says. “Madness shared by two.” “A psychotic delusion shared by two, to be exact.”