Phantom (Tattered Curtain, #1)

by Greer Rivers

“You’re my pretty little muse, Scarlett. I worship your voice. Your body, mind, and soul are no different.” “Even the darkness in my mind?” I ask, not sure why it matters if my phantom accepts my madness. “Especially your darkness.”

“It’s something I can’t explain, no matter how many times I’ve tried to make sense of it myself. Maybe one day we’ll both be able to understand what you mean to me.”

“I’m not good, little muse. My obsession with you is the only pure thing about me. Never forget that I’m your demon of music, Scarlett. You can’t expect me to behave like a gentleman when you beg like my whore.”

“You are my moonlight,” I whisper against her shoulder in a kiss. “And you are my midnight,” she murmurs back,

Any arguments I had when I threatened to leave have just been thoroughly fucked out of me.