If she wanted to enter an otherworld, all she had to do was open a novel.
She didn't like being twelve. It felt like someplace between who she'd been and who she was about to be. It felt like no place at all.
Demons were said to be cruel, but a demon would never have been so brutal as this. A demon merely called you by name, threw his arms around you, whispered his plight, understood yours, then took you for his own.
What was a demon but a lost soul, one that had been forced to use his skills to survive.
When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always.
They weren't true stories; they were better than that.
I cast myself at him, like a fool, but he didn't see me. And then one day he noticed I was beautiful and he wanted me. He broke me off and took me with him, in his hands, and I didn't care that I was dying until I actually was.
Your grand daughter may not be looking for trouble, but trouble is looking for her.
