The Witch's Knight

He smiled. "Evil would be such a tantalizing color on you-”

“I won’t agree,” I defied, wishing I were as strong as my words.

I don't know what scared me more. That I might give into the dark side or that I liked the idea of becoming his.

Susan thinks she’s going crazy, and it isn’t because she lives in a superstitious small-town. Ever since the arrival of the mysterious new guy, Susan’s mind has been stirring with scenarios of them kissing, thoughts she swear aren’t her own, but with Susan being accused of the disappearance of her classmate, she hardly has time to worry about her uncharacteristic fantasies, or what she fears most. That she might actually be starting to like them.