WHEN DEMONS BLEED

AYLA’S POV

I’m not breathing.

I mean, technically I am. My chest is moving. Air’s going in and out. But it doesn’t feel like it. Not really. Not with her standing there like that.

Like some sick goddess pulled straight out of a horror movie.

The shadows behind her are moving. Crawling. Stretc...

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