"YOU FOOLISH GIRL, NOT EVEN YOUR STORIES CAN SAVE YOUR BEAUTIFUL THROAT." Khai killed 1000 girls before he got to her. And he would make sure she would die like the others. His beautiful hands demand blood on them. Mazeeda would make sure that she'll be the last girl Khai would ever kill. Her beautiful neck will not be touched by a blood-coated blade. She will take her friends place. If Mazeeda cannot save her own life with trained hands, she will do it with her quick mind and sly mouth. During the night, she weaves stories never told before to Khai; in the morning, she roams the palace to escape. With each tale she tells, the more she realizes these aren't just stories; but something much greater. Something that Khai is keeping from her, things he does not want to be let out. Somewhere a 1000 miles across the sand kept land, three brothers are plotting something that'll end the reign of the monster and save their sister.

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#48 in Spiritual 7/28/16 #9 in Spiritual 6/1/19 2nd book/sequel to the first book, God Brought Us Together. You do not have to read the book but it will give you a clearer understanding about this book you are about to read. Olivia Knight and Johnathan Knight are now living that happily married life until that fateful call.

Jeanette Arthur had no idea what was going to happen to her when they opened the doors. Was she going to die? Or would she wish she was dead? She began to think that this kind of thing didn't happen to people like her, but she realized how wrong she was. This became her story's end the night she picked up those drinks. When she let herself step into that building, when she accepted that job and put on those clothes. They had made her believe she was important. Special. Worth loving. She had thought all these people wanted her, but they only wanted the lie she was selling. She knew this was no longer pretend. She was no longer in control, and she was no longer the one selling herself. She wanted someone to rewrite her story. So for the first time in her life, she raised up her hands, and she started to pray.

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