Voracious (The Edge of Darkness, #2)

by Leigh Rivers

She’s like my own sunrise. Beautiful. Perfect. She fills a part of me that’s been empty and dark for as long as I can remember.

“Whoever it is, I’m going to kill him.” Understatement – I’m going to rip him limb for limb and set the cunt on fire.

“Milo and Hopper.”

“Little one,”

Wankers.

“Ty moy, Vesnushki.”

She’s the only memory in my head that’s holding me in place. My anchor.

“You always come, little one.”

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