Warning: 18+ May contain strong language, violence, graphic materials and horrible things, my stories are not gentle tales of perfect lives, they're gritty, sometimes dark, always with the edge of pain, the certainty of loss, the possibility of wonder, a twist you didn't expect and characters that you will fall in love with.
Copyright © Cristal Sieberhagen (aka) @csdreamer, all rights to this work is reserved to the author and this book may not, as a whole or any individual part of it, be copied, sold or otherwise used, without permission.
This is a crude first draft, mistakes are guaranteed, confusion might ensue, perhaps even... synaptic misfiring, but I will edit it from start to finish once it is all done. That might still take a while.
In the meantime, if you are brave enough to risk reading this in its current format, authors are bad at editing their own stuff, I will be the first to admit that, so if you notice something annoying (like a spelling error, finding it hard to pinpoint a point of view) let me know.
Now, if I haven't bored you to death, please continue...
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It was cold in the bowels of the earth. Carved from the raw rock, the dungeons were damp and the chill filtered into Daniella's flesh until it reached the bone. After a while, she could barely remember how warmth felt. Abducted from a club, Daniella...