To the boy who burned birds

To the boy who burned birds

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In a locked room with nothing but shadows and a paper key, Damien plots his escape. Once the golden child, now a prisoner; Damien claims he's been framed by the only person he ever tried to protect: his little brother Milo. But Milo is no longer the soft-spoken boy who folded paper cranes to earn his brother's praise. He's grown into something else: calm, unreadable, and always watching. When a fire destroys what Damien once held sacred, the truth becomes smoke- impossible to grasp and even harder to trust. Is Damien paranoid and unstable? Or is Milo not as innocent as he seems? In a chilling tale of memory, manipulation, and buried trauma, the line between villain and victim burns away. Who's really locked in? And who's holding the key?
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They lied to me. My own family. My so-called friends. All of them hiding the truth, that we're tied to the criminal underworld, a forte where my family, the Storms, are the undisputed kings. Then everything falls apart. My dad gets framed. My cousin ends up dead. And the boy I've had a childhood crush on-Nathaniel-turns out to be the one who could destroy me. At least Luke, the one person I shouldn't want, fights to keep me from breaking... but even he has secrets. But it's gets even worse, because now an organization is rising from the shadows, an organization that opposes everything my family stands for. And in a family of warmongers and sociopaths, I stood out as a glaring weakness. The most normal, the most vulnerable, and the most efficient way to end a dynasty that has ruled for centuries. Because what is a throne without an heir, and a crown without its king. So here I am, stuck in a game of blood and betrayal where the only way to survive is to stop being the fragile girl they thought I was. If I have to burn bridges, spill blood, and embrace the monster inside me, then so be it. Because this time, I'm not running from my darkness. I'm becoming it.

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