I was captured...That’s just the beginning of my tale. I’ve survived Purgatory, abuse, and near death. In that abandoned farmhouse I nearly lost everything, but Jacob saved me. We were trapped in this hell together, giving each other the strength to hold on. I fell into darkness with my captor’s son.Until I left him behind.She was perfect, my Alana. Brilliant and full of pain. She understood my darkness and fueled the fire. When she left, I waited patiently to find her, and in her honor, I killed men who took away from innocents. Then I found her...She’s deadly now, a killer too, and perfectly mine. It was beautiful to behold, but she belongs in a cage. My cage. She’ll love me again, or I’ll expose her dirty secrets for the world to see while going down in flames with her. In darkness, it’s most definitely till death do us part.
Warning: This book is full of triggers. It’s wicked dark, with created evil falling in love. People die. They are hurt horribly. The bad guys get away, and there is no apology for it. Hardcore trigger within these pages.
Warning: This book is full of triggers. It’s wicked dark, with created evil falling in love. People die. They are hurt horribly. The bad guys get away, and there is no apology for it. Hardcore trigger within these pages.
Leaving me to my misery, Master and the doctor left the room to speak in harsh whispers in the hallway. Curling myself into a ball, I kept crying harder and harder until I was gasping for breath. Master threw a glare my way before leading the doctor far away from my room.
The pain, the loss, shot through me like I was taking a bullet to the heart. How could I have done this? How could I put my precious little one through something this awful? I was as bad as Master. I was a monster like him. Crying harder at my thoughts, my eyes caught on the doorway in time to see someone peeking in. My body relaxed in one great whoosh. Jacob was here. He slipped into the room and crept into the bed with me. Ignoring the blood and filth on the towels, for the first time, Jacob took me into his arms. I curled into his chest, inhaling his clean, crisp scent through the tears.
“I’m sorry, Alana. I couldn’t get here sooner, and I can’t stay here long. He’ll come back soon.”
It didn’t matter. He was here now, and I clung to him, curling my fingers into his shirt and holding on desperately. In his arms, the pain dulled, and I could handle it. I could cry into his chest and be held. I could be fragile, and he’d catch the broken pieces. His lips trailed up the side of my neck, soft kisses that pushed away the agony and warmed me.
“You can do it. You’re strong enough. Hold on a little longer,” he whispered into my skin. I believed it because he did too.
So I lifted my face so his lips could touch mine.
Soft and warm, his mouth was different. He slipped over the scars of my abuse and filled in the cervices left behind. Maybe it was the medicine making me fanciful, but I thought I could ask for this. That maybe I would ask him to take me. That I’d like to have him. But then, he was pulling away.
“I have to go. I’ll be with you later. Look for me.”
And as fast as he’d come, he was gone, but the pain was behind a wall, one he’d built high. He gave me strength, and I would use it to survive. I’d done the right thing, as horrible as it was, and I knew he didn’t judge me for it. We’d done this together, and it made the load easier to bear. Master stomped his way back into the room, face scarlet and chest heaving like a locomotive. I wanted to cringe at his bald fists, but I couldn’t move. I was too tired, or too resigned maybe, to care.
Writing professionally since 2008, LeTeisha Newton’s love of romance novels began long before it should have. After spending years sneaking reads from her grandmother’s stash, she finally decided to pen her own tales. As many will do during their youth, she bounced from fantasy, urban literature, mainstream, interracial, paranormal, heterosexual, and LGBT works until she finally rested in contemporary romance.
LeTeisha is all about deep angst and angry heroes who take a bit more loving to smooth their rough edges. Love comes in many sizes, shapes, and colors, as well as with—or without—absolute beauty and fairy tale sweetness. She writes the darker tales because life is hard … but love is harder.
Well goodness what a little gem this book turned out to be. Went into it totally blind. Let me warn you, if you have triggers or don’t like to read dark books, please stay away from this one. Or at least read the warning:
Warning: This book is full of triggers. It’s wicked dark, with created evil falling in love. People die. They are hurt horribly. The bad guys get away, and there is no apology for it. Hardcore trigger within these pages.
Alana was an all-American high school student. Living in the all-American suburb town. Just got the big yes from her father that he would be able to take her to the father-daughter dance. Life is GOOD. Walking to school, high on life, thinking of her blueberry pop tart…
Jacob has been raised by the devil himself. Never leaving the house except with his father. Never going to school, always homeschooled. Has been raised that women are brought into the house for the sole purpose of becoming a ‘toy’.
When “the devil” himself promises Jacob, a new toy is coming and will be Jacob’s toy only, it’s exciting to think his father deems him worthy of his own toy now. What Jacob has learned though is that when father tells you one thing, it’s not necessarily going to happen.
The journey is not a pleasant one.
Can these two survive? If they do survive, will they be able to live a ‘normal’ life after what they’ve gone through?
Warning: This book is full of triggers. It’s wicked dark, with created evil falling in love. People die. They are hurt horribly. The bad guys get away, and there is no apology for it. Hardcore trigger within these pages.
Alana was an all-American high school student. Living in the all-American suburb town. Just got the big yes from her father that he would be able to take her to the father-daughter dance. Life is GOOD. Walking to school, high on life, thinking of her blueberry pop tart…
Jacob has been raised by the devil himself. Never leaving the house except with his father. Never going to school, always homeschooled. Has been raised that women are brought into the house for the sole purpose of becoming a ‘toy’.
When “the devil” himself promises Jacob, a new toy is coming and will be Jacob’s toy only, it’s exciting to think his father deems him worthy of his own toy now. What Jacob has learned though is that when father tells you one thing, it’s not necessarily going to happen.
The journey is not a pleasant one.
Can these two survive? If they do survive, will they be able to live a ‘normal’ life after what they’ve gone through?
It's a huge problem in the world. Children's pics on milk cartons, missing columns of newspapers, on tv, flyers on posts. So many kikid go missing , they either run away or are abducted daily. I often wonder what happened to them.
Well we know what happened to Alana, who was accosted by a stranger asking for time.
Though her goosebumps tell her Get away from him, Alana. Run , she ignores Hythe gruff voice and keeps walking, but the predator catches her
She's kidnapped !!
The abductors using her as his fucktoy !
“You are mine. Your body. Your pussy. All mine. I am going to train you, mold you, and break you. And if you ever, ever dream of escaping me, remember this: You are Alana Masters. Your parents are Alan and Barbara Masters. You live at 3412 West Monroe Street, and you have a younger brother. If you step one foot out of line, little girl, I will kill them all. Their blood will be on your hands.”
All his Empire of CruelVille will go to his Heir-In-Training, to his son Jacob. He's a soft soul who's shell is beaten into stone so he may have mercy in his heart but is being trained to be ruthless.
He is constantly ridiculed by his father into becoming a monster and treat all women as whores!!
In the chambers underneath they have
Meat Hook
The Witch’s Redemption.
The Bitch’s Punishment
His encounter with Lani Girl is very poignant and merciful. They form a bond over time, while she's being subjected to innumerable cruelties at the hands of his Dad.
The book changes halfway through , where it leaps about 8 years.
I don't wanna give anything away, but I'll tell ya this - in terms of darkness, it was more gruesome and cruel. There's very less heart, which is totally in sync with the kinda story it is. A horror tale of bad side of the world where sex slaves are imprisoned, tortured and raped.
Many triggers for sensitive readers, so read at your own discretion.
I felt more for Jacob than for Alana, if that's saying something. My heart bled when he bled under his father.being a mom to a son, THAT was quite tough for me.
4.5 Saviour & Vigilante
Well we know what happened to Alana, who was accosted by a stranger asking for time.
Though her goosebumps tell her Get away from him, Alana. Run , she ignores Hythe gruff voice and keeps walking, but the predator catches her
She's kidnapped !!
The abductors using her as his fucktoy !
“You are mine. Your body. Your pussy. All mine. I am going to train you, mold you, and break you. And if you ever, ever dream of escaping me, remember this: You are Alana Masters. Your parents are Alan and Barbara Masters. You live at 3412 West Monroe Street, and you have a younger brother. If you step one foot out of line, little girl, I will kill them all. Their blood will be on your hands.”
All his Empire of CruelVille will go to his Heir-In-Training, to his son Jacob. He's a soft soul who's shell is beaten into stone so he may have mercy in his heart but is being trained to be ruthless.
He is constantly ridiculed by his father into becoming a monster and treat all women as whores!!
In the chambers underneath they have
Meat Hook
The Witch’s Redemption.
The Bitch’s Punishment
His encounter with Lani Girl is very poignant and merciful. They form a bond over time, while she's being subjected to innumerable cruelties at the hands of his Dad.
The book changes halfway through , where it leaps about 8 years.
I don't wanna give anything away, but I'll tell ya this - in terms of darkness, it was more gruesome and cruel. There's very less heart, which is totally in sync with the kinda story it is. A horror tale of bad side of the world where sex slaves are imprisoned, tortured and raped.
Many triggers for sensitive readers, so read at your own discretion.
I felt more for Jacob than for Alana, if that's saying something. My heart bled when he bled under his father.being a mom to a son, THAT was quite tough for me.
4.5 Saviour & Vigilante
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