His Psalm Of Ruin

His Psalm Of Ruin

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Ficção
Romance
Dark Romance
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Máfia
Clementine never wanted to be touched by darkness until it saved her. After her father's death, she lived in silence. Grief was her only companion. She didn't chase danger. She avoided it. So when Nero Valentino-ruthless, feared, and untouchable-stepped into her life, she did what any sane girl would do. She ran. She feared him. But fear has a way of turning into fascination. Nero wasn't gentle. He wasn't kind. But when he tore her from the hands of death, Clementine saw something behind the violence. Something raw. Something broken. And suddenly, the man she feared became the only one who made her feel alive. She didn't mean to fall for a man like him. A man who kills without blinking. A man who would paint the world red just to keep her breathing. But now that she has... there's no turning back. In Nero's world, love is possession. Obsession. Control. And Clementine? She's already his. This isn't a love story. It's a descent.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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