Sometimes I feel very close to my characters. When I finally get them to open up and share their stories with me, it can be downright overwhelming. Greer, for instance, is one scary dude. He was an assassin long before he joined the Red Team. Somewhere along the line, a psychologist suggested he might benefit from keeping a journal. 
 
Here's one of his entries (written after meeting Remi, his heroine in ASSASSIN'S PROMISE):
 

I’m not what you think I am

The wind goes through me like I’m not there
But I feel the cold
The sun blazes down. I make no shadow
I’m already hidden

I see your smile
But it’s for someone behind me
You don’t see me

I keep the line where the line needs to be
You walk past me
Safe because of me

I’m hollow
I’m alone
I’m a monster in your home

They might come in, but they won’t leave
I eat their souls
And I wait. For yours.