Underworld Dawn
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What would you do if you were dragged off the streets and into a mansion filled with murderers all claiming to be just like you?
What would you do if you were told that you were needed, more important than the air in which you breathe?
What would you do if the mansion and men you hated were eclipsed by the overpowering anger from the girl of your dreams?
Homeless, heartbroken and angry Jack Carr has a fiery temper and drinks away his misfortune and tendency to end every night with a fight.
For Jack, he's living out his very own nightmare.
But the mansion Jack has been brought to is filled with not only twenty very angry and violent men, it contains the most precious and valuable thing of all; Scarlett Peterson, the girl with a hatred for everything living.
Scarlett Peterson has scarred more men than she’s spoken to, and that’s how she gained the nickname ‘Scar’. Tall, busty and brunette, covered in tattoos and scars, she’s everything Jack has ever dreamt of.
But Scar is damaged.
Mentally and physically broken, Scar is angry at everybody, and stops at no lengths to protect the thing her father has spent years developing.
She lets nobody get in her way of defending what is hers, and Jack Carr is no exception, even after he's given the psychotic nickname "Psych" for being everything the name entails.
"My daughter is hard work, but she's worth it. Once you get there, she's worth it. She may be damaged, inside and out, but she's Scar, and she's worth the heartbreak. Every man in this house has shared her body and says she's like a real version of Peter Pan. But she HAS grown up, Psych, and she CAN feel love. It just takes the proper man to show it."
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