Black Vows by Dori Lavelle

I need someone to shake me awake, to tell me this is only a dream.
I keep waiting to let out the breath I’ve been holding since he captured me.
But the nightmare doesn’t end.
The sun doesn’t rise.
The silver lining stays hidden under the darkness of his shadow.
Dax Pierce has his fingers tight around my heart. They burn the surface of my skin.
His lips taste of the bitter poison he kills me with one day at a time.
I can scream. I can beg for my freedom. But my tears only turn him on.
For now, all I can do is weep in the arms of the devil, and keep wishing for this nightmare to end—with my death or my freedom.