demon · dual existence · melancholic · gentle · magic · gothic · mysterious · romance · supernatural
"Is little Gabey developing a crush?" Eden taunted, her focus on her nails as Gabe muttered about Kinsey Locke yet again. The demon soul that had taken root in her after the Whispering Iron struck near the Black Door made her vicious and cold. Only Gabe—the Echo who called himself Dodge—could ever hope to control her. For decades they had conspired to steal the magical keys from Keyhouse, their alliance a fragile, volatile thing. "Say that again," Gabe's voice was a low growl, the tip of a screwdriver pressing firmly against her chest. "I dare you." Eden went still, then slowly sat upright. "No." "Good. Now keep quiet." He used the tool to unscrew a hidden panel, revealing a cache of stolen keys inside. "Why can't we just snatch them from that insufferable Locke?" she snapped, impatie…