The Darkness

The Darkness

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Can Alana stop herself from falling for the darkness? Can she figure out who mystery man is? -- In a gloomy club in London known for its nefarious VIP membership Alanas world is turned upside down when she runs into mystery Mr Hottie in a heated exchange. On the run and confused she must rely on the new relationships she makes and adapt to the world she has stepped into. Join her on her journey to freedom... --- My lungs are burning. That's all I can focus on. The sharp thud of my feet smacking the cold, hard concrete below has nothing on the burning, nor the pin prick feeling of the harsh rain on my exposed skin. I just need to focus. I can't stop yet or it will catch me. At this point I am not even sure what 'it' is, I just know that if I stop, there is a high chance it will eat me... it definitely had a hunger in its dead eyes and that was apparent in the brief staring match we had before it started hunting me.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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