Cat Nunez

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I wasn’t a stranger to pain. I lived with it every day, and some days were worse than others. But I’d never experienced pain like this—like thousands of metal teeth were gnawing through my ribcage, tearing flesh and bone into shreds. When they reached their bounty—the beating, vulnerable organ responsible for their existence—they feasted on it, mangling it beyond recognition.
The Striker (Gods of the Game, #1)
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