Sorry guys, English is not my native language, so here can be some mistakes, but I hope it won't disturb you 👉️👈️
WARNING
This thriller is perfect for those who like to get their nerves rattled. But before you dive in, I recommend reading this warning.
This work contains scenes of violence and murder. Gouged-out eyes, dismemberment, eviscerated intestines, and other delights of human physiology.
Abuse, repeated beatings, submission and humiliation through force and power.
Creation and distribution of deepfake pornographic material.
Psychological abuse, gaslighting.
Death of secondary characters (including minors).
Sexual violence (including coercion and submission), sexual slavery, harassment.
LGBTQ+ characters (same-sex relationships, depiction of sexual violence against a man).
Cruelty to animals.
Forced administration of narcotic substances against a person's will.
Strong language.
Additionally, the book also mentions:
References to cannibalism, terrorism, mass murder, suicide. Alcohol and cigarette use.
Important! All of the above points serve only a fictional purpose. Their inclusion in this book does not mean I endorse any of these concepts. On the contrary — I'm showing the scale of the problem.
I apologize in advance for the animal cruelty scene. For me personally, this is a very triggering topic, but this moment was important for the further development of the plot. And don't worry — there is no gratuitous gore or detailed depiction of that scene.
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«Gossip» by Maneskin
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«Funeral» by Neoni
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«The show must go on» by Queen
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«Escape» by Stray Kids
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«Body bag» by Neoni
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«Beautiful» by Eminem
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«Murder in my mind» by Kordhell
Dunham Road. Scarsdale.
The door let out a long, creaking groan. Lips twisted. Kelly stepped inside and nearly choked—her nose prickled with the smell. Not the mustiness of the shelter. Not the stench of five sweaty bodies crammed into one room. Something more dangerous. This is how expensive coffins smell. Fresh. Clean. Sterile. Like an operating room where they're about to start gutting you.
"I hope you'll like it here," said the man in the blue suit. Rid Miller. Ever since they met, he'd been acting like a business partner, not a foster guardian. Looked like he'd stepped straight off a toothpaste ad—hair slicked back, piercing gray-blue eyes studying her face. Waiting for her to start throwing a fit or whining.
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