The Devil's Advocate (Devil's Playground, #2)

by Ashley Jade

It’s an intoxicating, primitive feeling, realizing you’re in complete control of someone’s last breaths. That you and you alone are responsible for every last morsel of life seeping out of them.

“Did your stepdaddy use a condom when he fucked you in the bathroom, or did he pull out?” “Wha—” I shove past her. “The seats in my car are leather so keep your legs closed. I don’t want a mess.”

What I want is to run up to the podium Damien King is marching toward, take a fucking machete to his neck…and then piss down the stump that used to hold up his head.

They say the Devil was once an angel. But no one ever bothered to ask the Devil what led to his downfall, or why he became so evil. No one wants to hear his side of the story…because no one cares. But I do.