RED HOT STORIES (A COLLECTION OF ST*AMY STORIES)
His claws clicked together and the book vanished, leaving just my image, “...I needed a body. .”
He fisted his hand and I vanished into a cloud of dust as his eyes met mine again.
“And you, Mira,” he whispered, his smile curling, “you were the perfect candidate.”
“Oh, God," I muttered, my eyes widening. “The… demons, those monsters, the fucking molten rocks…”
“Yes,” Thorne said softly, nodding. “Those demons, the monsters, the fire spewing from the guts of the earth–they were all real. And you are…”