My Little Butterfly

My Little Butterfly

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Romance
Zane Star is a freak of nature, unstable, psychopathic and all the worst of men. Once he wants something, he has to have it. The masochist and manipulator packed in a gorgeous, dark-skinned body with light blue eyes. Alisa Storm is a frightened little girl just released from a mental hospital after a nerve breakdown when her father killed half their family in front of her eyes and left her with a scar on her stomach and years of mental therapy. After being released from the hospital, Alisa moves in with her aunt in her New York mansion. There she tries to get back to normal. After one of her uncle's business meetings, Alisa runs into Zane, and her life is turned upside down.It becomes a rigorous game of cat and mouse, Alisa becomes a mouse trapped forever in the claws of possessive cat Zane who has no rules in his possessiveness towards her. Realizing there is no way out of the black hole she has fallen into, Alisa makes a pact with the devil, in this case Zane, which may or may not cost her what little life she has left.
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Trigger Warnings: Abuse, Intense Taboo, Romantic Themes, Family Secrets, Burnville was a corpse on the coast, stinking of salt, fish-guts, and rot. Ten years in prison and Wayne Thorne stepped into another cage-faces all slack-jawed, eyes too close, cousins breeding cousins till the whole town looked born from the same busted womb. No TV, no phones, just rotting nets, sinking boats, druglords stacking bricks of poison in freezers that smelled like slaughter. Over it all, the cult's leader kept girls locked in cellars, fattened for trade, while the gold-toothed boss came grinning to claim them. That's where Wayne saw them. Burnville women that have been marked. The mongrels wanted to breed them hollow, the cult wanted their blood, the druglords already had them in his teeth-but they looked at Wayne like he might be the monster to tear them out. ⚠️ This one is 18+ only. It's meant to hurt, meant to break you a little. I won't draw a line for you this time. Step in if you dare... but don't expect to leave clean.

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