S A N I T Y

S A N I T Y

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❝What, afraid of a couple vultures?❞ The dark haired boy taunted as I turned away quickly, clamping a hand over my mouth. ❝No,❞ I managed to say. ❝I'm afraid of the blood that comes with them.❞ *** It's terrifying enough to be new in a small town. But try being new in a small town where everyone is seemingly insane. Welcome to Eeriate, ten square miles of Rhode Island that is oddly enough not on any maps. But maybe it's for the best because the people there have a tradition. A deadly one. It's called The Wall, a six foot square cement wall of the second floor boys bathroom at Eeriate High School. And it's covered in names. It's past isn't so clear but it's purpose is simple. Make those you hate pay with no consequences. Merci, who had only moved to the town two weeks ago, discovered her name was scrawled onto The Wall next to a secret that doesn't belong to her, only days after the disappearance of a fellow classmate. But Merci realizes that something different this time and just maybe it has to do with the notes her aunt had been receiving over the past couple of months. The same notes that caused her to fall off the wagon again. Then when people start to be murdered and A Riot is called for, she knows she in far deeper than she ever expected. S A N I T Y This is a thriller / suspense novel about the twisted malevolence in teenagers and how a misguided belief in anonymity brings out the most violent nature in some people. WARNING STRONG LANGUAGE AND VIOLENCE
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She's dead by the third chapter. Okay, it's a bit more complicated than that. Okay, it's A LOT more complicated than that. Renata wants nothing more than to pay her bills through her mildly boring office job and figure out whether she is still in love with her best friend. The latter half of that desire is just a sneak peak into her messy life-and it's only getting messier. Considering the paranormal world she is about to dive head first into, she will come to realize that figuring out her heart may just be the easiest part of this journey. Well, the endless supply of supernatural hotness in this story may beg to differ-but that's besides the point. Either way, it's gonna be a killer time ;) EXCERPT Chicken tacos it is. Right as Renata grabbed the ingredients, she turned to put them next to the stove, where a clean, plastic cutting board awaited. But as she moved, she was confronted by a stranger, an intruder, standing mere inches from her. Before she could scream, he was on her, slamming her against the fridge. Her back flashed with sharp pain. Her eyes pricked with fear as she drank in his uncovered face. Deeply tanned skin. Ruby red eyes-ruby red eyes? Thick, slashing eyebrows. Flat, broad nose. Buzzcut. Handsome. That was as far as she would go in complimenting him considering this guy held a knife to her throat. When he spoke, his voice came out like thunder. It held a thousand threats and a thousand secrets. It held promise of pain if provoked. "If you scream," he warned, mouth pulled in a slight snarl, "this ends quickly." She didn't dare nod against the blade. He noticed and amusement lit up for just a second in those devilish eyes. Oh, whoever the fuck this was, she already hated him. Considering her predicament, panic was the most prominent emotion coursing through her at the moment. "Good." He removed his hand "Now you're going to answer my questions." °°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT OF ALL KINDS, AND I MEAN ALL KINDS°

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