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234 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 28, 2017

I reap. I rejoice in the death of others. I serve an irrevocable justice. And I enjoy it.
Cal’s existence sucks away everything and claims all of my attention.

Sex and the coppery tang of blood thicken the air, the stench vile, but my Devil loves it, wanting more than anything to come out and play.
From afar we likely look like lovers having an intimate moment, when, in reality, we are two broken people learning to accept the other in the only way we know how.




“I’m strong enough for your hurt, Grim. If you need it, give it to me. Give it all to me.”
“This girl is ethereally beautiful, but it’s when she opens her eyes that my head spins and I stumble back, almost falling flat on my arse like a spooked child. Those eyes haunt me. Iridescent blue, and almost lifeless, they look like the eyes of the dead yet have a depth that speaks of untold vitality.”
“I feel his eyes on me the entire way, and I want to turn and go back to him, for no reason other than I felt something in his company; something more than the eternal loneliness and isolation that I’ve felt for most of my life.”
“Is it over?” I ask as my senses begin to dull just before sleep claims me once more. “Yes, it’s over,” he whispers into the hair at my crown before inhaling deeply. “But you and me, Cal, we’ve only just begun.”