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SAVED BY HER, A Monster Novel by Michelle Horst is LIVE!!!
Genre: Standalone Dark Romance
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❥Blurb❥
Jack
I F**K.
That’s all I do, all I’m good for.
People pay thousands just to have a taste of me.
It’s the only life I’ve ever known.
…until her.
River
I work.
That’s all I do, it’s my safe zone.
I get paid well because I’m good at my job.
It’s the only place I feel in control.
…until him.
Authors Note and WARNING: Monster is a work of fiction intended for
adult readers above 18. It contains dark and sensitive subject matter
that may make readers uncomfortable.
Contains explicit language and descriptions of sexual situations.
❥Excerpt❥
PROLOGUE
Jack~
(Eight years old…)
I wipe angrily at the tears blurring my sight. I want to see Momma’s
smile. Desperation and fear squeeze my heart until it hurts.
“Jack,” Momma says on a heavy breath. I can see it’s hard for her to
breathe. Her one swollen eye opens a little. The other one is swollen
shut. It looks like it hurts!
I quickly rinse the cloth and try to wipe some of the blood dribbling from the corner of her mouth.
Her head falls to the side and I can see a sliver of green peeking from her swollen eye.
“I’m here, Momma.” My voice is thick with tears. I gently pat her hair,
the same way she always pats mine when I’ve hurt myself. I wish I could
hug her, but I’m scared I’ll hurt her.
“Promise … me, Jack,” she whispers.
“Anything, Momma,” I say quickly. I’ll do anything to see her smile. My
momma has the prettiest smile. It always makes me feel safe.
“Promise … you’ll … look after … David.” Her breaths wheeze in and out, making whistling sounds.
“I promise, Momma.” Her mouth twitches as if she’s trying to smile so I quickly add, “I’ll look after David.”
The words work and a smile pulls at her bloody mouth.
She keeps smiling for a long time, while I sit by her wiping the blood
from her face and arms. As long as Momma smiles, everything will be
okay.
I must have fallen asleep next to Momma because as the door
slams open, I’m woken with a fright. I quickly turn around and see him
walk toward us. He always looks angry. He stops next to me where I’m
kneeling on the floor and he looks at Momma. He leans over her and takes
hold of her jaw, making her smile disappear. He turns her face the
other way, his grip hard.
He lets her go with a shove and then shouts out, “Sven!”
I watch as Sven comes in. Sven and Eduardo are always with my father. I’m scared of them. They look scary and mean.
“Yes, Sir?” Sven asks as he stands by the door, his hands clasped in front of him.
“Go burn the body,” my father says with a dark voice.
I blink a few times as Sven comes toward us and then he picks up Momma
and tosses her over his shoulder. My eyes widen and a scream is torn
from my throat. “Leave her alone!” I run after Sven and slam my tiny
fists into his back. I have to make him stop. “Put Momma back on the
bed! She’s sleeping!”
A hand clasps hard around the back of my
neck and I’m yanked backwards. “It’s time for you to become a man,” my
father growls. He then shoves me forward and I have to jog to keep up
with his big steps. We walk out the back door and past the pretty
flowers Momma loves so much. She always stops to smell them. We keep
walking, further than I’ve ever walked with Momma when we come outside
for walks. I see a building, the brown one I’ve never been too.
Sven opens the door and goes inside. As my father shoves me inside, I
see Sven throw Momma on the floor. She falls with a loud thud but
doesn’t move. My eyes are huge and burning. I have to bite back the
tears.
I watch as Sven opens a heavy steel door and then he picks Momma up and puts her in the tiny space. It looks like a huge oven.
I can’t see what Sven does because his big body blocks my view.
Suddenly flames jump out of nowhere, all around Momma. I yank away from
my father with a loud scream. “Nooo!!” I grab hold of Momma’s foot and
start to pull. I have to save Momma!
The flames lick at my hand
and it hurts so much, but I don’t let go. A hand grabs hold of my neck
and I’m flung backwards, slamming into a hard wall.
My father is
huge and scary as he towers over me. He looks at Sven when he says,
“It’s time for the boy to start earning his keep. Put him with the other
slaves.”
I don’t understand what that means. My eyes fall on
Momma and the flames eating at her. I can’t tear my eyes away from her.
My eyes burn from the fire. My hand burns from the fire. My heart burns
because I know that I won’t see Momma’s smile again.
Everything burns.
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