The Monsters in My Diary

The Monsters in My Diary

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Behind every torn page lies a memory too heavy to forget. Natasha Cruz has spent her life trying to escape the ghosts of her childhood-poverty, betrayal, and the shadows of those who took advantage of her innocence. Now living far from the land that shaped her, she opens the diary she once hid away and relives the monsters that haunted her past. This is not a tale of fairytales or happy endings. It is the raw, unfiltered journey of a young girl burdened by scars no one could see, and the woman she became when survival was her only choice. The Monsters in My Diary is a haunting story of innocence stolen, resilience tested, and the courage to confront the darkness within.
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To Hell

She was supposed to get better. He was supposed to disappear. They were all supposed to forget. But nothing stays buried forever. Especially not the kind of secrets that leave teeth marks. In a city built on silence and sin, five broken strangers are dragged back into the orbit of a man they thought was dead. Each carries their own trauma, their own rage, their own crimes. Each one marked. Each one watched. Each one chosen. There's the therapist who weaponizes grief. The girl who survived and became the monster. The boy who turned pain into poetry-and then into war. The cult leader who doesn't believe in forgiveness. And the one with blood on her tongue and no name left to pray with. A list has surfaced. And their names are on it. Crossed out. Carved in. Waiting. This isn't a love story. It's a reckoning. A spiral into obsession, violence, memory, and manipulation. Read it only if you can handle: Therapy sessions that turn abusive. Confessions that turn deadly. Love that turns into a knife. You've been warned.

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