Kill Switch (Devil's Night, #3)

by Penelope Douglas

There is a reason that all things are as they are. —Bram Stoker, Dracula

Life felt like hell because we expected it to feel like heaven. The quote I read years ago went something like that, but I never understood it. When you’re in the thick all your life, living in ways you eventually figure out no one else is, you learn to sleep well in heat and eat fire. Until one day it’s all you need.

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

“It all fucking disappeared when you were dancing, though. It made the world prettier. I liked it.”

“You’re the one I want to play with, though,” he whispered, leaning in.

Thick draws the dark, / And spark by spark, / The frost-fires kindle, and soon, / Over that sea of frozen foam, / Floats the white moon.’”

“Our life is a series of plans,” she finally said. “Days, weeks, months, years . . . And then, there are moments. Moments you don’t see coming and you don’t plan, but everything you need, all the things you want to feel, are in that moment.”

♥️

“My woman doesn’t ask permission. She’s a force. Say it louder.”