Game of Death.

Game of Death.

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The walls around me are white. There are no windows, no doors, no life; just an impossibly blank room. Then as if someone read my mind, a door appears and opens. I should be relieved, but I'm not; it's him. It's James and I know, that one of us will be dead by the end of the day. 6 friends go on the trip of the lifetime to California, not realising that it will result in blood, tears and what James calls "the game of death" *NEW COVER* thanks so much to @darlinquent for creating the new cover ❤️ 💥COMPLETED💥
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This AMAZING cover was made by @Lady-Elizabeth-Hope and she completely surprised me. She is AMAZING! Thank you! I love it so much!!! (( I AM ACCEPTING ANY COVERS YOU MAY SEND, - Bleackexpert90@gmail.com - yes it's a k and not an h! Also, thank you so much @Heyleecleaner for helping me with the book! She's such a nice friend, love you!!)) "Athena! You have to tell me, that's the only way I can help you," he had hurt written on his face. For once, it actually felt like someone cared for me. My bottom lip quivered and my eyes burned, "Please?" his eyes begged for me to tell him and I didn't want to hurt him, "M-my family," I murmured as the tears poured out of my eyes, "They hate me," Looking into Chris' eyes, I noticed that I had his full attention, "They kept me locked in the basement. Rarely giving me food. Whenever I spoke out, they would hurt me. My brother- he..." by then I was full on crying, barely able to breathe. Chris wiped my tears and pulled me into his chest, "He raped me," his heartbeat sped up and his eyes were full of rage. Chris had saved me, loved me, cured me, and I can't even tell him the complete truth.

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