autophobia
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"you wanna do this now? right now?" she questioned, walking away from him with furyawakening the desolate forest surrounding them. She couldn't wrap her head around this night. her life will never be the same, and it's mostly because of him. "we got nothing else to do, do we?" they sighed together, allowing reality to settle in for the first time of the night "i'm sorry, okay? i'm sorry for everything" he breathed softly, clearly still processing all the things that have happened in the past 12 hours "you can say sorry once we get out of this. i want an explanation, not an apology" he muttered walking past her "how about this? i could use some explaining from you too, so let's do that in the meantime. then i'll explain" she said, slightly angry. "well what do you want to know?" this is definitely an action-filled, stressful, slow, and sad book haha; but for all the three people who just need one of those romance books, i gotchu lmao slow burn lol T̶R̶I̶G̶G̶E̶R̶ W̶A̶R̶N̶I̶N̶G̶S̶: - mature language - violence - descriptions of blood and death - mentions of neglect/abuse - mature and implied scenes
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An assassin with secrets. A man with scars. Love was never supposed to be part of the deal. "We can't," he said, his voice rough but final. The rejection was a physical blow. Humiliation, hot and sharp, washed over me, followed immediately by a fury so intense it blurred my vision. I released his jacket like it was on fire, snatching my hand back from his chest. Of course. Of course. I shoved open the van door, the metal screeching in protest. I practically fell out into the garage, needing to put distance between us, needing to breathe air he hadn't just stolen from my lungs. "Thorn-" he began, his voice following me out. I spun around, cutting him off. The words came out laced with a venom I didn't entirely feel, a weapon to match the hurt. "Don't. Just... don't." I was furious. Furious at him for starting it. Furious at him for stopping. But most of all, I was furious at myself. Furious for wanting it. For leaning in. For letting him make me feel, for one stupid second, like I was cared for. When Thorn-an elite assassin with too many secrets-collapses on the doorstep of Ash Penbrook, she expects death, not rescue. Ash is a powerful businessman with his own scars and a vendetta against the same organization Thorn once served. Forced into an uneasy alliance, their world becomes a battlefield of ambushes, betrayals, and buried truths. Survival draws them closer, but trust is dangerous-and love even more so. As enemies close in, both must decide: are they each other's salvation...or the final weapon that will destroy them?

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