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Her Shadows
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Terminé, Publié initialement mai 21, 2020
Contenu pour adultes
~ A World Painted Grey: Book 1 ~

Already incapacitated, I drag his limp body toward the smoking car. Fastening him back into his seat, seatbelt back in place. Then I grip his skull with my glove-clad hands and ram his head into the steering wheel.

Over and over and over again.

Eventually the breathing stops, and his weakened pulse slows to a halt. Dead in my hands I throw his head against the wheel once more. Reaching past his limp body, I grab the manila folder.

For a moment I watch his corpse. Supposing I should feel even a twinge of guilt.

But I never do.

Not anymore.

Instead, with no feeling in my cold heart, I turn my back to him and walk away.

The car bursting into flames behind me.

~~~

Raised a trained killer, Amelia finds herself sneaking through the shadows, thriving in the darkness, living in a world of grey.

Having spent her life conditioned to kill and torture, she had never considered the possibility of escape. Never thought a life existed beyond the sight of blood.

Until an innocent boy, who's world was held in ink and paper begins to scatter the darkness and find the broken girl beneath.

But with a traumatic past and an equally daunting road ahead, can Amelia escape the shadows that haunt her?



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