Little Shock of Hate (Creature Cafe, #4)

by Clio Evans

“You will still dance. But you will not dance for them, you will dance for me. You may show your body to them, but no one

“Because this is wrong,” I burst out. “It’s wrong. It’s wrong to be like this.” “Like what? Gay? Or into monsters?” “Both!” I cried, letting out a choked sob. He whispered something in a language I didn’t understand, and suddenly I was swept up, his arms coming around me in an embrace. All of the tentacles wrapped around me, offering me a comforting hug I’d wished I’d had years ago. “I’ll never understand humans. Love is love, Noah. Who told you it was wrong to feel love for another man? Or a monster? Why does it matter?”

You’ve completely changed me in just a couple of days, and now I’m convinced that you’re more powerful than any god or devil in this world. I’ve never been defeated so easily.”