LOGINWeakness turns into hatred; hatred turns into power. Surviving from a heartbroken truth and ruthless torture left Asher Kay broken inside out. He swear to pay back every ounce of pain to those who hurt and forced him to this point, with the help of a psychologist who saved him, Xenorr Synder. On his revenge path, Asher gradually learns the entire twist of the truth he thought he knew, including the identity of the person who has help him all along. Will the real truth heal Asher's broken soul or completely shatter his remaining pieces?
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This one's for all my bad girlies who get off on the dark side—if you’re itching to be chased and fucked senseless by a faceless hunter who doesn’t bother with niceties, you’re about to get your fix. Buckle up, it's gonna be a wild ride. Get ready to be hunted, cornered, and seduced by a man who doesn’t ask for permission. Because for Viviane Kane, danger is an aphrodisiac. So, get ready to let your fantasies run wild. These men play dirty, and they play to win. Are you game? •───⋅☾ ☽⋅───• DISCLAIMER! This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. This book, including all its content, is protected by copyright laws. All rights are reserved by the author, and no part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted, or otherwise utilized in any form or by any means—whether electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise—without the express written permission of the copyright holder. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution of this work is prohibited and may result in legal action. Copyright © 2024 by Jane Doe Writings. All rights reserved. •───⋅☾ ☽⋅───• TRIGGER WARNING! The following book contains imagery that some readers may find distressing. This book contains multiple explicit scenes that graphically simulate sexual assault, although every encounter is fully consensual. •Simulated Sexual Assault •Consensual Non-consent •Strong Language •Graphic Violence •───⋅☾ ☽⋅───• AUTHOR'S NOTE Thank you so much for choosing to read my story! Your support means the world to me. I would love to hear your thoughts, so please feel free to leave a comment and vote if you enjoyed the book. Your feedback not only fuels my writing but also keeps me from talking to myself in a padded room. •───⋅☾ ☽⋅───• POINT OF VIEWS - POVs. This book is written with both the main male character’s (MMC) and main female character’s (FMC) perspectives. However, I’ll include these viewpoints only when they fit the story. I won’t add the MMC’s or FMC’s POV just for the sake of it, especially if it doesn’t match the scene or the mystery of the plot. I know some readers might want more of the MMC’s POV, and while I understand that, every choice is made with the story’s development in mind. Each perspective is used to help the story flow and keep the suspense. Thank you for understanding and enjoying the ride. •───⋅☾ ☽⋅───• UPDATES SCHEDULE I post one chapter every day (though I might miss a day or two here and there). Please understand that this schedule is the best I can manage with my busy, hectic life as a medical student. Even though I try my best to stick to a daily schedule, sometimes my schoolwork takes up more time than I expected, which might cause a short delay. Your understanding means a lot to me, and I’m grateful for your support as I juggle these responsibilities. Thank you for being patient and for following along with my story despite the occasional delays. •───⋅☾ ☽⋅───• J A N E D O E W R I T I N G S“I want to feel alive again” said Asher and for the first time that night hope shone in his eyes.Xenorr smiles, “Alright. Let's start with something simple”They were in Asher’s room when Xenorr got up and led them outside toward the set up living space. There consists of a TV screen, a projector and snacks neatly placed on the coffee table.Xenorr ushers Ash toward the sofa; he then switches off the light before coming back with a big blanket in hand.Asher frowns with confusion at the new set up, what the hell with this session? They normally end with some deep breathing and relaxation techniques. He stares at the busy going person for
“ASH!” Xenorr yells as he sprint toward the scene “What do you think you are doing? HUH?” Asher eyes slowly moved toward the newcomer, he looked blank as if seeing this person for the first time but those eyes were so familiar. “Who are you?” it was a demand rather than a questionThe question and scenario was identical to yesterday. He just stitches the last night wound now come the new one“I’m asking you,” Asher point the knife right beside Xenorr neck “Don’t make me repeat” “I saw you while walking home yesterday so I bring you here” Xenorr brief their encounter “Ah, what a hero” Asher mocked “What were you thinking? Bringing a stranger home?”“With a little bit force, you will be dead” Asher slightly moved the knife closer, the sharp metal grazing against Xenorr’s neck. “I can’t turn a blind eye. I’m a doctor for god sake” Xenorr blurt out in frustration Asher laughs at the revelation “You sure are a good person, doctor but good people is dumb. Your kindness will lead to
“Yes Csar? I will send it to you at once” “This is between us” said Csar on the other end of the call“Understood Csar,” “Don’t call me unless I contact first” “Understood,” The calls end with a few exchanges. The person known as Csar leaves the alley and disappears within the crowd. ...The sun beaming light shone throughout, casting its light all around. It was a normal sunny morning and a young man in his school uniform turned back from the school gate with the intention of skipping class. Plugging the earphones on both sides he strolled downtown toward the city Library while grabbing a hot coffee on the way. “One hot Americano, no sugar” said the young man“One hot Americano, 100% sugar” a playful voice spoke from behind, catching his attention. He turned to see the familiar person without any manners. The individual responsible for his skipping class, causing him to endure the boring library on a Monday morning.“Eh, what a coincidence,” said the newcomer. “But to say
Xenorr was stirring the still cooking porridge when the shattering of glass caught his attention. No one is in the house except him and the unconscious young man. He put down the ladle, closed the stove and quickly ran toward the room. As he expected, the sleeping male is gone. Wasting no time, he goes to check the bathroom, surely he was there with the piece of sharp mirror against his throat. The bathroom mirror was broken by the young man's head, blood dripping from the fresh wound, its numerous pieces scattered across the floor. “What the hell are you doing?” Xenorr yells as he grab the young hand and throw the sharp object awayThe sudden intrusion leaves the young man confused and stunned, rooted in place until the newcomer drags him outside.“W-” he paused “Who are you?” It had been a while since he last spoke, hearing his voice once again was rather strange. “I’m Xenorr Synder” introduced the latter “Are you alrig-”“Why did you help me?” Xenorr gives the disbelieving lo
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