Morgan Irvin

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Everyone ceased moving at once, and the room fell creepily quiet. No one breathed. The sudden tension was a tangible weight. Orion whispered something to Scorpius. “Why,” Malum said roughly. “The fuck.” His teeth clashed together. “Is ‘WHORE’ carved into your back?” Crack. I opened my mouth and whispered my darkest secret aloud, “Mother did it. The night before I killed her.” I sobbed and convulsed. Arched my back and jackknifed my legs. “What!?” Scorpius bellowed. I spat out between gasps of pain because apparently, I was feeling very chatty. “She used to light me on fire. For fun. Just like ...more
Psycho Devils (Cruel Shifterverse, #5)
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