The Crush

I’m not the kind of girl you can pick out of a crowd.
A wilted high school wallflower and family punching bag without a hope or prayer.
But Damian has his sights fixed on me.
He knows secrets, dark skeletons in the closet that shouldn’t be possible for anyone to cipher.
It’s all leverage for a contract written in blood.
Black, foul, inhuman blood that instills me with carnal desires and violent powers beyond my imagination.
Now, my body, mind, and soul are on the line and Damian is playing for keeps.
The bodies of my bullies are piling up, but there’s no telling in the muddled nightmare of my recollection if they’re by my hand or another strategic chess piece in Damian’s hostile takeover of my life.
Only one thing is for certain--monsters do exist--and one of them is obsessed with me.