A Blade So Black (The Nightmare-Verse #1)

by L.L. McKinney

“Muchness.” He slammed a drawer then jumped with a curse, shaking out his hand. “Your Muchness, to be precise.” The fingers he’d shoved into his mouth muffled the words. “The part of you that believes in yourself, even when the rest of you doesn’t.”

This is cute. We all need some muchness sometimes.

Addison was white. Like, super white, saying stuff like “in a tick.”

Looool

Alice stared, filled with a sudden want to see what they felt like, but also an understanding that touching random shit is how people lose fingers.

Lool

You’re pretty much a black Buffy.” “Thanks? Or just Buffy. Whatever.”

Big point. micro frustrations

At the end of the bar an old black man

Everyone is black or white the descriptions lack any depth

They popped at the slightest disturbance, dousing anything in the area, including girls with a fresh press.

Lmao

The two of them were dressed in their customary black and gray, with leather, spikes, the works. Semigoth, or whatever it was, worked for them. Alice was careful not to appreciate the look for longer than a few seconds.

Clearly has a type but there could be some variation. Like we get it, you like white boys. Damn lol.