Gloam (Monstrous, #4)

by Lily Mayne

Black and white eyes—all different sizes, all blinking discordantly—ringed the top half of the monster’s head. Beneath them sat a wide mouth crowded with sharp, jutting teeth. There was no room for a nose. Its mouth was too big, and it had far too many eyes.

You are tired, my precious Adam. Let me look after you. Please.

“Are you going to fuck me well with this, Adam?”