*UNEDITED AND SUBJECT TO CHANGE* Prologue “Mr. Thomas, we just need you to recount what happened that night.” The man in his cheap grey suit and ten
*UNEDITED AND SUBJECT TO CHANGE* Prologue “Mr. Thomas, we just need you to recount what happened that night.” The man in his cheap grey suit and ten dollar reading glasses leaned back against the edge of the desk and crossed his arms over his chest. I’m sure he thought the move was intimidating having me sit in front of him like a child about to be scolded. Honestly, it only made me feel sorry for him.
I cocked my head to the side but didn’t respond and he looked flustered for a moment as if he’d expected more of a reaction.
“She’s dead.” I glanced to my left, eyeing the woman in the equally cheap suit with her blonde hair pulled back in a bun. Her gaze met mine and she seemed momentarily taken aback by my words.
“You don’t seem bothered by that,” the woman spoke up, her voice wavering. She was new to this or not cut out for this line of work. Or maybe she was more affected by the death of a stranger than I was to someone I knew.
“Should I be?” I relaxed back into my seat, sinking lower in the metal folding chair to try to ease my discomfort.
“You were sleeping with her, weren’t you?” She asked, her eyebrows pulled together as if I’d personally offended her.
“We didn’t do much sleeping to be honest and you don’t need to care about someone to fuck them.”
“She was somebody’s daughter!” The woman snapped and took a step toward me but her partner held out his hand to stop her from getting closer. I suppose the game of good cop/bad cop had begun.
“I was the only one she was calling daddy when we were together,” I smirked as good cop lurched toward me, his hands circling my throat. ...more
Pre-Order #Rellik AMAZON AMAZON UK BARNES & NOBLE KOBO ITUNES *Unedited teaser* *Subject to change* My eyes narrowed as I slowly reached forward so I wo Pre-Order #Rellik AMAZON AMAZON UK BARNES & NOBLE KOBO ITUNES *Unedited teaser* *Subject to change* My eyes narrowed as I slowly reached forward so I wouldn't startle her. I wrapped my hands around hers as she gripped the gun and pulled her toward me until the cold barrel pressed against my bare chest. “Do it,” I whispered. “Fucking do it. Tell the world some crazy asshole locked you in his hotel room and forced himself on you. Trust me, they’ll believe you. But that’s not what happened, Ella. The truth is, you came back to my hotel room willingly. You spread your legs for a fucking stranger without even knowing his God damn name. You practically fucking begged me for it. And now you’re the one holding a gun and calling me crazy?” Her grip loosened and I slid the weapon from her hand. I immediately grabbed her shoulders and flipped over so I was on top of her, pinning her arms next to her head. I adjusted her arms so I was able to grip her wrists in one hand above her head, my other hand against her neck, forcing her to look me in the eye. “You want to kill me, Ella? Huh? You want to fucking kill me?” My grip tightened as she struggled to turn her head, my finger tips on her jaw so as to not cut off her air supply. Our lips were practically touching and under different circumstances her heavy panting would have turned me on. “I didn’t pull the trigger.” “You fucking should have because if you ever pull a stunt like that again,” My voice trailed off as her eyes filled with tears. “Don’t. You don’t get to be sad. You don’t get to be a fucking victim. YOU PUT A FUCKING GUN TO MY HEART!” “I’m not a victim,” her eyes narrowed, tears running down into her hair. I bit back my rage and lowered my voice so my words wouldn’t fall on deaf ears. “That girl… that girl in the picture…” I squeezed my eyes closed momentarily trying to calm my racing thoughts. I never talked about Katie to anyone. Her memories were mine alone. “She was a victim. She was… everything to me and she is dead because of it.” I felt the column of her throat move under my palm as she swallowed hard, her heart racing under my fingers. “So if you want to play the victim with me, Ella, I will fucking make you one.” Pre-Order #Rellik AMAZON AMAZON UK BARNES & NOBLE KOBO ITUNES ...more
**Unedited and subject to change** “My name is Willow,” my voice shook as I spoke. My untrimmed nails dug into the tender flesh of my upper arm as I sc
**Unedited and subject to change** “My name is Willow,” my voice shook as I spoke. My untrimmed nails dug into the tender flesh of my upper arm as I scratched myself until I felt the warmth of blood. The pain was calming to my thoughts, bringing me back to this moment and allowing me to stay present.
“We both know that isn’t your name, Holly.” His tone was too confident and it caused me to grind my teeth. He wasn’t listening. He was asking me questions, but he refused to listen. He wouldn’t last long where I had been. Most didn’t. I was different.
“My name is Willow.”
“Okay,” he said as he gestured with his hands before fumbling again with his pen, clicking and unclicking it. My mind could only focus on that noise, the sound reminiscent of the ticking of his watch. “Willow?” He said as if testing the waters. My eyes snapped to his and my heart began to calm as I cleared my throat. “Why would you like me to call you Willow?”
“Because that’s who I am now.” Because I can be bent to your will and never break. My voice was steady now and I spoke with confidence as I repeated his words....more
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They say if you are born in blood, you become the hand of Death himself. My mother, Marcella, was the first to be raptured on the day of my birth. Som
They say if you are born in blood, you become the hand of Death himself. My mother, Marcella, was the first to be raptured on the day of my birth. Some claim I ripped myself from her womb, tearing apart the country as she lay dying. To those who were loyal to the crown, I was a savior sent from the Gods to claim the throne and protect them from the savages who had threatened to overtake our land. Others say I was cut from her belly with a broadsword in an attempt to end the Blood Reign of King Ignatius, my father, out of fear I was their ruler reincarnated, seeking vengeance for those who had left him for dead the night before. His courtesan, my mother, was his sacrifice for his passage back from purgatory. I was born an orphan and a legend with my first breath. My silver spoon was replaced with an iron blade and my wealth with a bounty on my head. I lived in the shadows, lurking amongst the bastards and the beggars with no moral compass to guide me as I stumbled through life, carrying the heavy burden of my past in secrecy. The few who dared to speak my name knew me as Justus Beiste; just beast.I was untamable and bowed to no man or god, ruled only by my desires. But the one thing I craved most, I could never have for fear she too would fall victim to my curse....more