Make Me Burn (Rich Demons of Darkwood #4)

by C.R. Jane

“You three figure out what to do about that, and also how to get the blood off my floor because I kind of like this room and he’s honestly ruining the vibe I’ve built up in here.”

Cain stared at the ceiling like he was praying for patience. Except I wasn’t sure why he’d look up there to pray. We both knew his master was below him.

Because she was the only person who could understand that the scars we wear hidden under our skin are the worst ones. They’re the ones that do the most lasting damage, that dig into our souls and rip away at any good in us.

“Why is it that the people we need to love us the most, never seem to have the capacity to do it?”