Whispers From The Grave

My name is Blaire Ivory Halston and I'm the sole survivor of the white rose killer in Alderburgh Heights.

But nobody knows it.

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I should've died that night. Four months after my abduction. Four months after I survived his first attack. Four months after his last victim. Four months of waiting for my own death.

But he left me in that wheat field with his signature white rose between my lips, and walked away, failing to notice I was still breathing.

Now, I'm alive and healing, attempting to regain my life back while hardships are thrown my way left and right. All because my survival shook the town and made a huge break in the five year investigation against this monster.

My injuries were lethal. I shouldn't have lived that night.

But I did.

And I'm determined to take down the monster who's leaving bodies all over town. He may have broken me down into tiny pieces until there was nothing left of me to pick up, but I'm going to destroy his life and rattle him to the core.

He's going to wish he never set his eyes on me.