H2OVanoss: Through the Glass

H2OVanoss: Through the Glass

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He stared at me, as soon as he gripped tighter to me. He was angry. His face was covered yet his breathing was heavy. His first words to me were, "Don't you say a word or I'll kill you right here, right now." We met in a sudden alleyway when he suddenly jumped me. He showed up out of nowhere and threatened me immediately. Who is this "he" I keep mentioning? He is Delirious, a mass-murderous criminal who just escaped prison and has now held me captive against my own will...Great. (The description may be sh*t but I don't want to spoil much with this fanfic) -Rynxina aka Ryna Fair warning as well that there is a lot of strong language and scenes (like drugs) that is constantly repeated :)
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Trigger Warning: This book contains descriptions of weapon violence, violence, cursing, murder, abuse, blood, and gore. This is a prequel to my book, Gains Game. Go read that first! Please forgive the Spanish in this book. I am not fluent, and the only thing I had was a Spanish class I failed in high school and Google Translate. If there are any fluent Spanish speakers who want to correct me on mistakes, I would greatly appreciate it! His hands were red. It covered his skin like paint and dripped onto the floor. It covered him from head to toe. His breath was heavy, and his body trembled uncontrollably. They were gone. He should be happy. He was free. He wasn't, though. He killed them. His own parents. Their blood covered him. His breath hitched in his chest, and the bloodied knife clattered to the floor. What had he done? He was a monster... No. They hurt him. They never cared. They enjoyed watching him bleed. Laughed when he had to fear for his own life in his home. They were the monsters. They made him afraid. He would never be afraid again.

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