Without realizing it, she'd freed the monster from his cage.
J.M. DarhowerWhile maybe not Heaven, he was certainly home.
J.M. DarhowerYou smell like my brother. His scent is all over you. It reeks.
J.M. DarhowerFor her, then," Michael said.
Luce sighed. "For her.
Lust was his favorite sin, without a doubt.
J.M. DarhowerYou wanna be God? Go rule Hell, kid.
J.M. DarhowerHe watches you the way Nicholas watched Samantha.
J.M. DarhowerI'll be a son of a bitch,
J.M. DarhowerYou're crying," he whispered. "You're fucking crying.
J.M. DarhowerReminding her that just because you lose a few battles doesn't mean you'll lose the whole war.
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