“There are things that go bump in the night.” He said, eyes trained on Liam but words for all of them. Fear was a perfume in the air. “Things that lay in wait beneath beds.” He continued voice hypnotic and… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“You like Superman?” I shrugged, “He lacks the boyish charm of Spiderman, but he’s alright.” “I’m like Superman.” I rolled my eyes. “This should be good. And who am I? Louis Lane?” A solemn shake of his head, and then… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
