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Living like Hell

Living like Hell

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She thought she'd already survived the worst life could throw at her. She was wrong. At nineteen, broke, homeless, and clinging to the last scraps of hope, she took a house-cleaning job from a man who seemed almost too normal to worry about. One bedroom, one locked door, and one horrifying moment later, her entire world snapped. But survival isn't always one dramatic escape - sometimes it's the slow, suffocating kind where you smile while your abuser stands five feet away, acting like nothing happened. Forced by circumstance and desperation into the same man's home, she lived months in a nightmare no one around her could see - the stalking steps behind her, the surveillance, the hands that wouldn't stay off her, the threats, the sabotage, and the trauma that soaked into every part of her life. This is the story of captivity without cages, resilience without applause, and a love that refused to die even when she almost did. It's the truth behind the scars, the choices no one should ever have to make, and the long, messy road toward freedom.
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Requiem

I woke up in a coffin. Buried alive. I remember everything. The suffocating darkness. The taste of dirt. The sound of my own, muffled screams. But the man who dug me up wasn't a savior. He was the monster who put me there. He calls himself Hawk. He's an arrogant, cold-blooded sociopath in a bespoke suit, and he just claimed me as his new... acquisition. His mansion is a pristine, glass-and-steel prison, and I am his new project. He calls it "training." I call it torture. He's a meticulous artist, and I am his new masterpiece. Every touch is a test. Every command is a lesson in degradation. Every punishment is designed to strip away the girl who was buried and forge a new, obedient doll in her place. He thinks he's in control. He thinks he's breaking me. He has no idea he's just sharpening his new favorite weapon. He wanted a pet. He's forging a viper. And this viper is learning to enjoy the taste of her master's blood. ________________________________________ A Note From the Author Welcome to The Requiem. This isn't a typical love story. This is a dark, depraved, secret-society romance. Before you enter, please be aware that this story is for readers who crave heroes who are unapologetic, irredeemable, touch-her-and-die monsters. This book is for you if you like: • A meticulous, "artist" hero who is a possessive, sociopathic stalker. • A heroine who isn't just a survivor. She's a monster . • Intense psychological "training," power-exchange, and degradation. • High-stakes, high-anxiety, and claustrophobic "buried alive" scenarios. • Angry, violent, and dubious sexual encounters. • Spanking, begging, leashes, and so much delicious humiliation. He didn't just break her. He forged her. Read at your own risk.

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