"I half-turned to her and shrugged, still processing what I'd seen, or at least what I thought I'd seen, in Ms. Neal's eyes-like they weren't hers. Obviously, they were her eyes, but it looked like she'd plucked them from someone else's head. A dead someone else's head." Everything in Crystal Scott's life finally seems perfect-until a demon thirsts for her Light. Vincent Crandall, the human host for a powerful demon, discovers that Crystal possesses the power to disrupt the connection between demons and their hosts. On prom night, Vincent sends in operatives from his demon army to neutralize...
"I half-turned to her and shrugged, still processing what I'd seen, or at least what I thought I'd seen, in Ms. Neal's eyes-like they weren't hers. Ob...