THE BASEMENT: Dark Past

THE BASEMENT: Dark Past

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***This book is no longer on Wattpad. It is now on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited! Here's an excerpt from the upcoming book. Check it out, then head over to Amazon and support this first-time indie author. And your reviews are needed and much appreciated. Thanks! ( Twisted love suspense) What happens when you suffer a fate worse than death? When the people you thought were supposed to love and protect you, turn out to be the very ones who hurt you the most? When you can no longer bear the weight of shame? You escape the pain the best way you know how... in your mind. Conner's childhood was far from normal. From abuse to juvenile detention, his life has been more than rough, but he fought his way to adulthood and made a life for himself-- not without sacrifice. When his past and his present collide, he will do anything to hold on to what he has.... THEY will do anything to hold on to what he has, but his dark past refuses to let him go... **Trigger warning:Contains child abuse( physical, verbal and sexual), rape, violence and harsh language.
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He leans in, his breath ghosting over my skin, every inch of space between us collapsing. "Still pretending you have a choice?" His voice is soft, almost amused. My throat tightens, but I force the words out anyway. "I don't belong to you." A low, knowing chuckle rumbles through him. Fingers tighten around my chin, tilting my face up until I'm caught in his unyielding gaze. Cold. Calculating. "Belong?" he echoes, as if the word itself is laughable. "You exist because I allow it. You breathe because I haven't taken that from you, yet." Tears burn at the edges of my vision, but I don't dare look away. "Fight all you want," he murmurs, eyes scanning my face, his grip unshaking. "Scream, beg, break--I don't care. In the end, little one, you'll learn. Because every part of you?" His lips brush against my ear, a cruel whisper of finality. "It's already mine." __________________________________________ A meaningless prank call caused this disaster, a series of deaths and misery. And maybe it was more than a prank call... maybe it was your loved ones, the people you least expect it to be, to stab you in the back. After all, they do say money changes a person. **18+** **DARK ROMANCE**

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