"Go to hell!" She spat out.

I could feel my lips curling into a smirk as I advanced towards her.

"Oh I will, sweetheart, and I'll make sure I drag you down there with me."

"Don't come any closer, or I'll shoot." She warned but even as she spoke she edged back slowly.

"Then shoot me."

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Nate Cohen is being framed for a murder he didn't commit.
In order to clear his name and find the real culprit he must join forces with the strong-headed, steel-willed Verena Dawson.
A woman who gets on his very last nerve and the killer's next target.

❝My Demons wanted you and I surrendered to them.❞

Demons From The Past

The sound of someone knocking on the door made me groan.

/"Go away./" I muttered as I pressed the pillow over my head trying to get rid of the noise.

/"Verena if you don't get up and open this door I'm going to come inside and carry you out./" Nate's voice growled from the other side.

Then again, it is his room he probably has a key.

/"Shut up!/" I snapped, groaning as the intensity of the knocks only increased.

/"You're going to be late for college./" Nate snapped back.

I begrudgingly got out of bed. I stomped to the door and flung it open, giving Nate a scowl.

/"Well, you're definitely a morning person./" He commented sarcastically and I rolled my eyes at him.

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