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THE NEXT PART OF THIS BOOK IS GRAPHIC AND TRIGGERING. It includes: -r*pe -s*icidal thoughts -self h*rm -s*icide attempts -sexual ab*se Please don't read on if any of these bother you, it will get intense and upsetting. I'm warning you now so anyone who may be triggered by these themes doesn't walk into it without knowing beforehand. Marcus pov Friday 1st November 2019 *********************************

I went to check on my kids and they were still fast asleep. I went back to my room, shivering as a result of the cold I was feeling. I wanted to fall on my bed and sleep badly but I needed to steam myself up so I wouldn't wake up with the flu. I got to the bathroom and turned on the heater. The bathroom was filled with vapour from the eater. I came out after my hot bath and I felt alive, I felt like a new person, as if the hot water had washed away all my worries and concerns. I was ready to start fresh, ready to face the world again. I pulled on a fluffy robe and wrapped it around me. The fabric was soft against my skin, and I felt warm and cozy. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I

Lilly watched as her mother walked through the dream with Brayden. She hated being left out of what was going on but knew there had to be a reason. Often times Brayden would show her his dreams of them killing each other. They were always weird though as if in different times, or like they had actually lived through it to some extent. Once she even felt like a different universe, she knew there was a deep meaning behind all the dreams and Brayden kept a dream journal in hopes to understand them. He usually just got frustrated and would throw it across the room. Lilly had tried to read it multiple times but since it was a blood journal she couldn't access it. Her mother invented them so only

Looks like Isaac won't stop till he vandalizes whatever pieces of me I still had intact. The punishment triggered all of my five senses. Awakening every nerve and muscle. The feel of skin breaking, the sound of the cane's material – the thwack – as it slammed against my back, the taste of the blood in my mouth, and the smell of fear, slowly creeping up my inside, the fear that he will win, that he will end up breaking me down.

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A story was told, As old as death. A story of betrayal, Of love and sacrifice. A story of me, A story of you. This is the tale, They never wanted you to know. This is the truth, They always hid from you. This, Is everything you should know, Everything you're meant to. Read and remember, The calm comes before the storm. The Lost Journals Of Dean Olsen

But the one sitting beside her now, covered in days of dirt and loss, deciding to burn everything he came from to the ground. Maybe this is the man Julien always believed in. “What happens after it’s out?” she asked. “We run,” he said, just as Maris reappeared in the doorway, the girl asleep in her arms. “Not far,” Maris said. “We don’t need to run far anymore.” They watched the release from a laptop balanced on a stack of hay. No dramatic soundtrack. No countdown. Just a cascade of names, files, photos, contracts, and internal reports published across three encrypted networks and mirrored onto the open net.

Closing her eyes, she tried to rest, but sleep refused to come. Her night was restless, twisted with fragmented, bizarre dreams. Then, the relentless buzz of her phone yanked her awake. Another message. This time from a number way outside the city. [You homewrecker. You keep stealing other women's men—do you even know how to survive without one?] Aurora blinked, disoriented. Before she could react, her phone glitched, lagging under a flood of similar texts.

Harlow tells her. Wait? She's going to be placed in the empty room between Dom and I? Yea, I am certainly fucked. To be continued. This is the end of No Escape Book 1. Thank you for reading. Have a lovely day. Book 2 will be up in the next few weeks.