The Risk: Mindf*ck Series [Book 1] Anthology Anthology

Chapter 1

I love humanity but I hate humans.

—Albert Einstein

If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?

—William Shakespeare

Too late did I realize I still wanted to live.

Too late did I realize I’m not ready to die.

“Now go kill them all while I burn the town to the ground.”

He’s everything I wish I could be.

A hero.

A hero loved by a monster.

He did what no one else has been able to do in ten years—he made me start healing.

Shakespeare was one of the few philosophers who believed in revenge.

Then again, he was a romantic. Romantics always believe in revenge, because romantics love harder, suffer loss more painfully, and hold onto a grudge that has shattered their hearts.

Just like that, I have my answer. And I watch with her as the Boogeyman dies by his own knife. At the hands of a woman.

The hands of a victim.

In a way, it’s poetic justice.

Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.

—William Shakespeare (The Tempest)

grab my phone and text Logan back, finding it oddly calming to have a normal conversation while plotting.

Maybe I really am psychotic.