Kill Switch (Devil's Night, #3)

by Penelope Douglas

“Now . . .” my sister’s new husband whispered in my ear. “Now you belong to me.”

He made himself the cure, which wouldn’t

have been necessary if he hadn’t also created the disease.

Even having a husband wouldn’t protect me from Damon Torrance.

Will, Michael, and Kai were my friends, and I’d walk through fire for any one of them. Will was the only one, though, who I was sure would walk through fire for me.

People assumed I behaved strictly on impulse, when actually, it required quite a bit of strategy to be this fucked up.

“Because pain in the body quiets the pain in the head. It feels good, like a kill switch for your brain.

“Acting like that time with her wasn’t the only fucking time I didn’t hate fucking.”