Dull Little Boy

Dull Little Boy

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 12, 2020
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Fiction
Mystery
Eli Carter has been tortured for 2 years. He has not wavered, not faltered once. He has kept his dignity, despite all that's happened in his life. He dreams of escape so often that when he finally does, he is more frightened that he had been in years.
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Elias Carter never asked for survival. He never asked for the fists, the silence, the house that broke him. All he wanted was the love he lost the night his parents' car spun off the road. What he found instead was pain-daily, unrelenting. But somewhere inside the bruises, something woke up. A spark. A light. The kind of power no one else in the world has. Now Eli can fly. He can bend energy to his will. And for the first time, he doesn't feel powerless. But power doesn't heal wounds-it sharpens them. As Eli battles between vengeance and protection, between the boy he was and the shadow he's becoming, the line between hero and monster grows thin. And the bruises never fade.

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