The killer In Me
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"While learning about you, Lilliana..." Malachi sits up straighter. "I considered the fact you come from a loving home, lots of money, no deaths of anyone you were close to. I came to the conclusion that you don't know why you're so depressed."
"You don't think this is weird?" My index finger moves between the both of us. "You sneaking into my house just to tell me there isn't a reason for my depression?" My arm returns to its spot over my chest. "You're clearly a psycho. Is there a reason for that?"
"It's a chemical imbalance." His arrogant smirk is handsome. "But that's not the reason I'm here either."
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This is a sad story about Lilliana.
It's a story of depression,
drug abuse,
and true insanity.
This story is about Lilliana's manipulators; her mentally ill best friend, Maverick...and her puppet master; Malachi.
Despite the murder and deception...this is also a tale of love. A love that runs so deep...it could make Lilliana second guess fantasizing about pressing the knife against her wrist.
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You will be reading this book from all three points of view, learning the minds of all three characters.
Keep in mind that not only is this a dark romance book, but there are graphic scenes of murder.
If sensitive to manipulation, gaslighting, and suicide, do know that all of this is prominent in each and every chapter of this book.
Enjoy.
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