Demona's point of view
Surely this was hell. This couldn't be anything but the fiery pits of inferno ripping me open.
It felt as if something that had been a part of me forever was getting taken from me, ripped from an open wound so ghastly that it might never heal.
I wanted to trash, scream, cry – but nothing came out, not a single part of me managed to move.
Above me, I heard people talking. I heard a voice that I felt I should recognize. Male, warm, calming. Deep inside me, my heart called out to him. I knew him. He knew me. He was part of me.
Something else that had once been a part of me was no longer connected to me, though. It was hard to tell what is was, but it hurt. Like hell.
When the darkness came, I welcomed it like an old friend.
Anything was better than to feel this loss.
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Supernatural Boarding School #3 - A Brush of Death ✅
FantastikStory = completed ✅ Third book in the Supernatural Boarding School series. #1 A Bond of Love #2 A Touch of Red # 3 A Brush of Death [Only read this if you've read the first two books! SPOILER ALERT] Demona Hollow is in a coma. If she could still...