The Book of Azrael (Gods & Monsters, #1)

by Amber V. Nicole

Call me crazy, wild, impulsive, or all of the above, but one thing I could say for myself was that no matter what, I was a fighter.

detest large crowds and would much rather be by myself.

I didn’t remember how long we talked, but somewhere amidst her laughter and smiles, I decided I would rip the world apart for her.

My father told me once that he would rip the known universe apart for my mother.

He saw me—the real me—and didn’t turn away.