》𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓
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》𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘
When Isabella O'Connor escaped her psychotic husband four years ago to raise their son on her own, she thought that was the last she'd see of him. But when her life as a single mom finally starts to settle, her world is thrown into an upheaval upon the news that her ex-husband has been released from prison.
From the constant roses he sends her to the double meaning notes, Izzy knows he has no plans of leaving her alone. And when he shows up in her apartment, trying to force his way back into her life, and into the new life of their son, she'll do anything to keep him away. But amidst all the hostility and the blood on his hands, his eyes still remind her of home, his arms still a safe haven. And if Izzy can't drive him away, she might just give in to his temptations.
》𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒
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》𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆/𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒This book includes swearing, violence, a toxic relationship and other dark themes. If this triggers you, I recommend not to continue on.
》𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑
This book portrays a toxic male love interest. In the beginning of the book, he is rude, obnoxious, and really angry. And although he, just like the main character, will experience character development, he may be frustrating at times. If this is something you can't handle, along with the trigger warnings listed above, then I suggest you stop right here.
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Roses From the Devil
RomanceHe was upon me immediately. "Don't tell me you didn't miss me," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear, his fingers caressing my neck. I gritted my teeth, trying to look for the previously disintegrated resolve that I knew was inside of me. "...