Like any author worth a shit - she parted with a piece of her soul.
His fingers caressed the column of my tense throat. I shivered in fear. I hated not being able to see what was happening, it forced me to feel everything.
He was the monster that no one thought to look for in the light of day. It was a common mistake. People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safet...
Monsters don't born they made, but still monsters can love.