Asylum (The Boys of Chapel Crest #5)

Forks aren’t used just for eating.



Everyone wants to know our secret

Until we’re whispering it into their ears.

Come little children

There is nothing to fear.



Take our hands

And run through the woods with us in the dead of night

Do not be afraid

For what we possess is a wondrous sight



Am I the killer

Or the lover

The man in black

Or one of another.



We can take you high.

Or we can go low

Depending how loud you scream

Will determine the flow.



We could be one.

We could be two.

Or four. Five. Six.



We will only give one clue.

I am he. He is me. We are we.

But I…

I am always me.



Asylum is book 6 in The Boys of Chapel Crest. This series contains dark content. Please check foreword and author’s site for more information. There is no choosing. Only guessing. And begging for more.