The Book of Azrael

That’s eight ways now, because when we leave here, I’m going to fuck the word friend out of your vocabulary.”

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. When she had turned into me and wrapped her arms around my chest, the world had slipped away

“No way! You finally gave Big Dick Rick a chance?”

I held his gaze as I willed the flames from my hand. His body lit up from the inside, but his smile didn’t waver. It was the same smile that had comforted me when the nightmares got too bad. The same smile that curved his lips when he told me jokes, making me laugh, even when I felt like dying. I watched with contained horror as the same smile that could light up a room disappeared forever.

“Better to die by what you think is right than to live under a lie.”

I brought her back because I didn’t think I could exist in a world without her.

Maybe in another life,

That’s eight ways now because when we leave here, I’m going to fuck the word friend out of your vocabulary."

A slow mischievous smile curved her lips. "You still have witch breath."

Something snapped and coiled and burned in me, and I let it.

"Then fix it."

Her kiss was light, tantalizing, and everything I never knew I had been missing.