" Because I was born the night you broke me,” I said in a deadly whisper. “But it wasn’t by your hands that I was made. I needed a saviour, so I became my own. She didn’t ride in on a white horse, she came with hellfire at her back, her body coated in a suit of sin. I’m not the girl you dragged into the woods that night. I’m your darkest nightmare brought to life. "

― Caroline Peckham , The Death Club (Dead Men Walking #1)