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Monster (Kindle Published)

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Reads 139,146
Votes 1,942
Parts 12
Time 1h 44m

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His hand tangled in her hair, yanking her head back until their eyes met-his, burning with fury.
"Where the fuck is he?" he snarled, voice like gravel and thunder.

She shuddered. "I... I won't..."

A sharp bolt of pain shot through her skull as he twisted her hair tighter.

In one swift motion, he drew his pistol and pressed it cold and hard against her temple.
"Tell me," he growled, "or do you want to die?"

Tears welled in her eyes as she let out a broken sob. "I want to die... Please, just kill me," she whispered, her voice drenched in years of torment.

A storm of rage surged through him. His finger twitched on the trigger. He wanted to end her right then-end the defiance, the lies, everything.

But something in her shattered posture stopped him. His gaze drifted over her trembling body, and his fury twisted into something darker.

A cruel smile curled on his lips.
"Not before I get a taste of you."All Rights Reserved

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