Pristine

Pristine

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Christine is a perfectionist. This started with pressure from her father, and has festered since. It grew into an obsession tumor in her brain that rubbed her signals haywire. She fought to major success. But now the same anxieties that pushed her perfectionism are now pushing her to darker drives. And Christine has many of those, along with many secrets. So when a mysterious group who call themselves "ThE ClEaNiNg CrEw" begin contacting her that they know who she really is... Christine must find them and make them stop before she loses her everything she's worked for. And yet, she can't help but feel a smile on her, all the time, even when alone. She must unravel the mystery of ThE ClEaNiNg CrEw to protect her family and her reputation while also fighting her disgust with the moral decay in the world around her.
جميع الحقوق محفوظة
انضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص في العالماحصل على توصيات قصص مخصّصة، احفظ قصصك المفضلة في مكتبتك، وقم بالتعليق والتصويت لتنمية مجتمعك.
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He kills to cleanse the filth-the ones the world already gave up on. But then he sees her-innocent, untouched, untainted. The world hasn't ruined her yet, and he won't let it. The only way to protect her... is to take her. She was supposed to die. But she didn't. Because something in her soft eyes and steady voice reaches the part of him that still remembers what it meant to feel. And she-terrified, yet unyielding-sees through his darkness. She promises to show him another way to live. While they dance a delicate line between ruin and redemption, the FBI hunts him, closing in with every chapter. When they finally catch up, nothing prepares them-or her-for the tragic, haunting end. This isn't a love story. It's a psychological desire. And it always ends in blood.

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