Devils' Day Party

by C.M. Stunich

this book is dedicated to the devil inside of all of us. play with that delicious darkness, but do not let it consume you.

“I want to live in a world where I’m free to be as weird as I want without judgment, where other people care more about living their own lives than they do about how I live mine.”

“You think she hit your car because she wanted you to fuck and run again? Adjust your expectations, Lix. To be honest, I was worried she was still into you. Not anymore, not after today.” Oh, Raz …

“All this time, you knew.” “I knew.” Raz turns back to me, face dark, as serious as I've ever seen it. “But I didn't care. Because if Calix wasn't such a coward then you'd fall for him, and I wouldn't stand a chance. I'm a selfish, ugly bastard, Karma. I wanted him to fail. I wanted it more than anything.” I'm struggling to breathe now, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. I'm past the point of needing to grieve for time lost, past the point of wanting revenge, of needing justice. Instead, I just want honesty and apologies.

A small grin splits my lips as he leans back, his eyes as red as a demon’s, his heart as dark as a devil’s.

“Right,” Calix says with a sideways smirk as Barron grins and hands a purple lollipop toward me. I take it with a smile of my own, our fingertips sparking as they brush, and I take the candy in my hand. “It is the Knight Crew, after all.” “Right, and it was you who said naming your friend group is fucking weird. Don't act like a haughty king.”