Page 111 of Monsters in Love: Lost in the Underworld

“You’re more than enough,” she says.

“If I’d known that spell would do… this,” I’m still not sure what it is, “I would have done it sooner.”

Smiling, she shows off sharp teeth. “No point in dwelling on the past.”

Her hand wraps around my waist, hugging me to her as she looks at my phone, reading the spell, silently. “It’s been mislabeled. It’s a reveal spell, not a revival one. That’s why I’m here and they’re not.”

“You said they’re half dead. What did you mean by that?”

“Look into their eyes,” she says, releasing me.

“I already did.”

Julia shakes her head. “Lookthroughthem.”

Jonas is closer right now, so I go to him and peel his eye open.

They’re glassy and lifeless like before… until I lookintohis pupil. Red and swirling sky, black branches… I draw back, because something in there tugs at me.

I immediately go to Dylan, lifting him so I can get a better look at the same thing “behind” his eyes.

“What am I seeing?” I ask as flashes of darkness flicker deep in his vision like there’s a cyclone inside of him.

“Hell,” she says.

“What?” I look up at her and drop Dylan.

His head hits the floor with a heavy thunk and I wince down at him for a moment before I go back to her.

“What do you mean ‘hell’ is inside him?”

“It’s notinhim. You’re seeing what he sees.”

“But he shouldn’t be in hell.”

“You killed the soul of the one who lusted after you,” Julia says. “He’s not dead, but his soul has gone to find its place in hell until his body succumbs.”

No… no, that can’t be right. “That’s not what the spell said.”

“It is if you had read it untranslated.”

“Untranslate…” I exhale and pinch the bridge of my nose. “The pages are enchanted to alter themselves to rhyme in the reader’s language?”

“Did no one tell you how the black page books work?”

“No.” I inhale deeply and let it out slowly. “I may have stolen this from my grandmother’s library without her permission.”

“Genevieve,” she says my name, scolding and then cups my face with both of her hands. “You can’t use spells you don’t know the provenance of.”

I know.

She knows I know.

I take a deep breath, and when I exhale, it’s like the determination that had buoyed me drains out. “I just needed him to stop.”

“I understand that now.” She places her forehead against mine. “I thought you wanted him dead, so I didn’t intervene.”

“Did you want him dead?”

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