Erica Andrews
ASIN: B07Z3YZZ88
Publisher: unknown
Pages: 141
Pulled from my simple life of contentment, laughter, and first love, I was twisted into what I was now. A creature of the night. Bringer of destruction. Lover of darkness. A monster. I was all this and more, depending on what your definition of a monster was. Webster dictionary defined it as one who deviates from normal or acceptable behavior or character. If that was true, then couldn’t we all be a little bit of a monster?Hades, Donn, Santa Muerte, Grimm. Throughout the years I had been called many things. All right, but very wrong. I was all of these and none of these at the same time. At one time I was mortal, a girl with a love so fierce I thought nothing could break us. I was wrong. Death could break anybody. My memories of my life before were like distance memories thrown in the ocean of events in my head. Nothing affected me. I was Alone. Except them. The shadows always my ...