I'm currently working on a Thriller book called Broken.
Broken
Love and hate is a thin line! You can love somebody so much one second and then the next you can hate them with every inch of life itself. As soon as I open my eyes in the morning I am reminded of the person I believed to be my soul mate, of all the memories we shared together and thought I would cherish for I lifetime, and that I was never loved. , I can see their shadows walking into the front room. He is standing behind her, his head tilted to the side, like he's whispering into her ear, hands wrapped around her waist, I turn away from the window, teardrops painting mascara down my cheeks. I hate him, with such a passion, for making me believe he ever loved me.
The last thing I remember is sitting outside Duggees house, and the next I'm at home covered in blood, chugging bottles down my throat. I get up and walk straight to the bathroom. I stand there staring at my reflection, taking in my ruined face, and my battered body. There is dried blood covering the top of my head, leaving drip marks all down my cheeks. My lips are swollen, and there are finger marks on my neck, bit marks, bruises and cuts and dotted along my arm, my hips and my legs.
Two days later they find a woman's body, torn apart, intestines wrapped around her throat and her heart missing. The body belonged to Charlotte Robbinswell. Her partner Duggee Grimshaw has gone missing.
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"She can't come to the phone right now. I'll be happy to take a message for you."
My blood runs cold.
"Where is she? What have you done to her?"
He doesn't say anything and I don't hear her. I start to panic.
"Nothing, yet."
"If you touch her-"
"What Luke?!" He cuts me off. I bite my lip and pass my hand through my hair. "What could you possibly do to me that you haven't already done?!"
My eyes starts to water. This lunatic would hurt her and I knew he would.
"I beg you," I tell him. "I'll do anything you want. Just leave her be. I'll meet you wherever you want. Take me, please, just leave her out of this." I hear Jasmen crying.
"See, but where would all the fun be in that? I could smack you around, take away your fancy cars, and you'd be fine. But if I do this-"
I hear Jasmen screaming again. What the hell was he doing to her? I swore the minute I got the chance too, I was going to kill him.
"No, please stop! For fuck sake, please!!"
I felt helpless. I was letting her down in the biggest way.
"See what I mean. This beautiful doll is your Achilles heel man. And you won't like it, she won't like it, but I am going to enjoy this next part."
Having uprooted her entire life for love, Jasmen finds herself stuck in London with Heartbreak and penniless. She soon finds a job at a big company and falls for CEO, Lucas Bowers. After a whirlwind romance, the shades are pulled from her eyes. Can this new, awakening relationship survive Lucas past? Or will one or both lose their lives because of his lies and deceit?