"Now I must hurt you." TRIGGER WARNING This book contains: -Explicit content -consensual/non-consensual sex scenes -Strong language -Abuse -BDSM Read at your own risk. Author: Alena Nadimian Publisher:EasyReading
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Prologue-
Why is this happening? Why was this happening? Why wouldn��t it stop?
Why?
Why?
Why.
Running through the maze of horror, I tried to find my way out but no to avail, I had no idea where I was or where I was going. I was lost. The Elites had built this place specifically for the humans to get lost so that we could never escape their wrath and yet, I couldn��t find it in me to give up, I couldn��t stop searching for the exit now, I couldn��t just turn back. It was too late. Once he got his hands back on me, he��d kill me. I��m sure of it.
Panting as I tried to catch my breath, I kept on running until the sun was captured by the moon and there was nothing left of the light but darkness. I knew at this point that it had been an entire day, an entire day of me running through the maze trying to find the exit and so far, I was as lost as I was when I first entered the maze but if I wanted to get away from him�� I had to keep running.
Sweat running down my forehead, I frantically looked around as I yelled a loud frustrated scream into the quiet of the night. The air as toxic as ever, I wasn��t sure if I was going to last much longer but I had to, I had gone through much worse, this was a piece of cake, right?
Wrong.
Drowning in the misery the Elite��s had created for us humans, I almost missed his presence showing up right behind me but nothing could distract me enough to lose focus of him�� slowly turning around, my eyes fell onto the black covering the sclera in his eyes as he stared me down, no expression on his face, I knew that this time, I was done for.
��If you��re not completely exhausted, you may try to run again.��
He was mocking me. He was laughing at me without having to let out a laugh at all. Annoyed, I almost growled at him like an angry dog as I slapped him across the face. I wasn��t sure if it was the sheer force of my slap or the solid iron skin that he had but I��m pretty sure I sprained my wrist if I didn��t completely break it.
��Now why would you do that Mila?��
He said as he leaned down towards me, with one swift move, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder as though I weighed absolutely nothing as he started to walk me back to the prison I had escaped from this morning while he threatened;
��Now, I must hurt you.��
Her petite fragile form was curled up within the cage that kept her prisoner from the outside world, she was frozen on stage, awaiting her inevitable doomed fate as the auctioneer began his speech. “And for our last auction today, we have a rare human girl. As you can see, her eyes are wild, they’re different, unique. She is a virgin, still pure and untouched. She will make a perfect blood slave.” The words ‘blood slave’ they confused her, her eyes perked up into a shock as she looked over to the crowd of thirsty blood sucking creatures that were waiting to sink their teeth into her delicate skin. She had no idea. Author: Alena Nadimian Publisher:EasyReading
What happens when the man you are to spend the right of your life with is the spawn of Satan himself? Torture, pain, loss. Could you forgive and forget? Or will your destiny taunt you forever? This book contains; •Torture •Consensual/Non-Consensual sex scenes •Suicide •Explicit scenes •Strong language •BDSM Author: Alena Nadimian Publisher:EasyReading
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