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THE BOOK

 

I lie motionless on the grass, my face pressed into the earth. Modi sits slumped beside me staring up into the sky, looking drained and lost. What have I done? I forced him to hit me, hurt me, destroy my body over and over again. What kind of a person does that? Streams of shame flow freely from my eyes. Forgive me, Modi. You don't deserve this.

He reaches down with one hand and lightly sets his fingertips to the side of my face. His thoughts, memories begin to flow into my mind.

nineteen Cuts

ISBN-9781937303815

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My name is Thorn and I was dead once. My mind, my heart, and my spirit were as lifeless as a pond of bleach. So I carved into my slender wrists with a double-edged blade. Nineteen cuts in all, representing nineteen soul-destroying years I should have never been forced to endure. But I am proof that not even death can stop the bleeding.

I am very dead - purging every last drop of crimson fluid from my veins has that effect - but I am also still very alive. I'm just not...human anymore.

Suicide wasn't the end. It was just the little nap I took at the end of a shitty life. I got the luxury of waking up again. And that's when the fun began. The Freak Show. I was purged of the romantic delusion that death would heal me, because the beautiful and perverted Brehnn are coming for me. The cruel beings will gift me a nightmare only a diseased mind could fathom. And if they ever catch me, after they've had their fun, I won't be the guest at their dinner table. I'll be the entrée.

 

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