3 Stars
He’s coming for you.
Death is meant to
come on a chariot of broken dreams or in the dark trenches of a storm, not in
love letters and gifts.
He did not take my
soul when I was meant to die. He did not want it all the other times that I’ve
offered it to him on a silver platter. Yet, time and time again, he reminds me
that I am his: His night monster, his dark love, his perfect other.
Death was the only
thing keeping me alive. He watches me from his corner, taunts me with sweet
messages, marks my body with his touch as I sleep.
He took the people
that I love away from me. Still, no one believed me when I said that I saw the
faceless man on the night of the accident.
No one can escape
death.
Me? I’m chasing it.
This was a weird
read. You're not sure what is going on through most of the book. It was well written,
and it kept me reading until the end. I do feel it needs a book 2 so we can see
the relationship grow and change. If you like weird give it a shot.
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