❝MONSTERS LOVE YOU, LITTLE BIRD. THEREFORE, SO DOES HE.❞ Five years of preparation and freedom is almost within her grasp, the last and fairly simple thing she had to do was not to be chosen as his wife. Well, it was simple right until skeletons came tumbling out of his closet, and the door, which refused to close, seemed hell-bent on unleashing his darkness which threatened to drown out her screams as well as her existence. [loosely based on bluebeard] © 2020 by Rarya. All Rights Reserved.