Make Me Lie (Rich Demons of Darkwood, #1)

by C.R. Jane

Maybe we were still in high school. Maybe high school never really ends. What a depressing thought.

I couldn’t help keeping a wary eye on them as I continued to get my food. I hadn’t met many men like them in my life, but all the ones I had known? They were trouble.

I was both relieved and upset about walking to class alone. On the one hand, it gave me a break from having to be so fucking cheerful every minute, but on the other, it felt lonely. Jenna had already given up on me. I'd already spent most of my life feeling that way, and it was an unwelcome emotion. At least I would be surrounded by people in class, I guess.

I felt like burning down the world that would never accept me. Slowly, all my sadness, all my longing crystallized into something cold and dangerous.

I think I have to find a way to be both my own person and The Demon’s daughter,

The Demon had taught me a lot of useful things. I rose to my feet, feeling ice run through my veins.

The desire for revenge hummed through my blood, just as cold as the ice. I knew one thing that one of those men loved, and it was here below this house, while they were still laughing in the ballroom. Why not start there? But it would only be a start.