Paint It All Red (Mindf*ck, #5)

by S.T. Abby

“I love you,” I whisper across his lips. “I love you, Lana Vorhees,” he says, grinning. It’s our own twisted version of perfection.

She still continues to surprise me, and I’m fairly positive I’d be the one burning the world down if anyone ever tried to take her from me. She calls me a romantic for that. It’s a life I love.

“Yeah. We’re just a typical romance,” she deadpans, but her lips lift in a small smile. “Horror romance. That’s a genre, right?” I ask, smiling when she laughs. She spins, turning to walk backwards as she faces me. “You want me to be honest?” she asks, biting her lip. I grab her waist, loving the way she laughs when I lift her. “Yes,” I say, nipping her chin before kissing it.

She grins as she says, “It’s my favorite horror story of all time.”

not all monsters can go to prison.

Lana’s unique, and I wouldn’t change anything about her. Because now I see the world the way it really is, and I know my only place is right by her side.

I put my lips against her ear and whisper, “Happy anniversary, baby.”