"How do you feel now, Morgan?" She says, more pointing something out than asking a question. She grabs hold of my wrists and tightens them. If I could see properly I could swear I see them turn purple. "I could beat you to the bone, right here, right now, till you die from your injuries. But, I won't. You will die. Maybe not today, maybe not in a month, but you will." Well, obviously I'm going to die. Humans don't live forever. "Wonder why?"
"No, and I really don't care."
She answers anyway. "Because we have the power, the people, and the weapons to do it. Face it, you're defenseless against us."
I feel some blood flooding my mouth, so I, being a perfectly nice person, spit it in her face.
That doesn't faze her at all. "I have the strength and intelligence, something you clearly don't have. Whatever y'all do to me, it won't break me. I will put up a hell of a fight before losing. I will fight, and I will win." I turn over and look at her fellow companions. "Even if I die doing it."
"Is that a risk you're willing to take?"
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17 year old Morgan Peters is an average girl living life. When she goes on a trip to Rio de Janeiro to watch the FIFA finals with a few friends, a serial killer committing massacres joins in on the sporty fun and shows the thousands of fans what true adrenaline is.
After the games and a few bumps along the way, she returns to her hometown, and shortly starts receiving suspicious texts from an unknown number. She figures that it appears she has a stalker on her hands. Can she live with a stalker? Or will it get more mendacious, chaotic and deadly?
Follow Morgan and her best friends as love sparks, secrets get released, and betrayal of family floods through their veins.
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"...I took deep breaths, as silent as I could. My cheek burned from the cut drew by her wedding ring and the blood dripped down onto the floor around my shoe...Too afraid to move, I stood still; my bloody wound could wait..."
Kimberly, at the young age of 15, has already developed her natural survival instincts beyond the average ADULT capabilities. She cares for herself as well as her younger sister, Olivia and it isn't ever a walk in the park for the two girls. Did I mention she lives with alcoholic and abusive parents?
Survival under the same roof as the alcoholic and short tempered couple begins to look more challenging by the day...especially after a traumatic event that makes life unbelievably worse. And each time she attempts to run, every punishment upon recapture is worst than the last...being starved and beaten becomes a norm.
After failing to escape 3 times with her sister, Kimberly has now built up the confidence and is driven to plan a fourth escape. Is it worth risking not only her own life but her younger sisters life as well? Wasn't the third time meant to be "a charm"? Will the fourth be the last time? Is there life after or inevitable death?
"...There's no stepping back or running from your fate..."
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