Friends with the Monsters (Friends with the Monsters, #1)

by Albany Walker

But my favorite meal is that of wrath. That soul-deep vengeance makes me quiver with anticipation.

In truth, none could handle me for more than a day or two. I’m too blunt, too set in my ways

I watch as inky black spots bleed together over Lindsey’s heart, changing the person she is. I almost feel sad for her. If I could see my own soul, I bet I would have a black shield over my chest, much like the one she’s forming now.