“If he slept, he dreamt of the woman with the icy white irises. She exploded planes, swallowed oceans and crumpled skies in her palm in his dreams. Sometimes she and the green-eyed girl were one. At other times, the green-eyed girl was alone, a gaping hole where her heart should have been. At all times he could hear the woman’s cold, low laughter. It swept across his consciousness like a hailstorm. When he woke up, he thought he was going mad.” LoveRomanceEvilFantasyDreamsIndianSuspenseSecretsGoddessUnderworldSuccubusYakshiFantasy Fiction Fantasy Romance Book:Dark Things Source: Dark Things