Don't Fear the Reaper (Watch Me Burn, #6)

by R.E. Bond

Depression and mental health is something that never goes away, you just learn to contain it sometimes.

Archer was my protector, the only man I trusted with my body, mind, and soul, until he slowly burned it all away, one step at a time.

“I’ve loved you since you were six years old. I know I’ve messed up a lot, but please come to me when you’re ready. I won’t survive without you.”

I gritted out, turning to Rory. “Can I borrow your knife?” “Um, no. That’s my baby,” she gasped as if I’d asked her for her first born child.

“You’re mine, and you always will be. You’re the half that makes me whole and I’d do anything for you. You want me to steal someone’s kid?” I half joked, considering if that would help or not.

“A king is nothing without his queen.

My girl was pissed, and it was the hottest thing in the world.

“As if Black Slaughter would want to trek all the way out here from Whitsborough.