Orconomics (The Dark Profit Saga, #1)

by J. Zachary Pike

her knew, the next time would be. Kaitha started near her wrist and cut down the front of her forearm almost to her elbow. She sat back and grimaced, feeling a familiar thrill as she watched her life pour down her arm. She wondered if she’d bother to stop it this time. People would say it was a waste, a horrible shame that one so great should wind up like that. But they said it now, and if she died, she wouldn’t have to hear it anymore. Or know it anymore. Kaitha threw her head back and drank the elixir, tasting its fire and copper flavor, feeling it burn sweetly down her throat. She rested against her bed as the gash in her arm closed itself. Warmth spread from her wrist through the rest of her body as the magic began to replenish the blood she had lost. Her eyes glazed over. It was the warmth that she craved; it enveloped her, a rapturous glow took her in its arms and loved her unconditionally. It drained away all of the memories, the fear, the shame. Everything painful floated away on velvet wings, and in the warmth, Kaitha could finally be herself. Whoever that was.

Addiction Described perfectly