I Will Revel in Glory (Death by Daybreak MC, #3)

by C.M. Stunich

refuse to allow myself to sink back into ruin; I will revel in glory.

I’m learning to try to heal the hate in my heart. Some of it was real, certainly, but it isn’t serving me anymore. At this point, I need to either eliminate those sorts of people from my life or try to move on. And by eliminate, that could mean simply ceasing communication or … you know, blowing their goddam brains out.

Perfection is boring. Give me broken, give me shattered, let me embrace demons in the darkness. I’ll take it. I’ll take the hot scorch of hellfire and the heavy weight of damnation, just so that I can keep feeling with the intensity that I do.

Not all relationships are meant to last forever. Some people are just ships passing in the night.

“Life is never ruined. It just shifts. If you learn to follow the wind, you don’t have to fight against every storm.”

I was born ruined. I soon found myself dressed in sin. But for my future? I choose to revel in my own glory. Was, am, will. Past, present, future. The darkness can choose you, but it doesn’t have to define you.