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After wandering into an alluring Halloween party that is said to go down in history, Quinn finds herself captivated by three masked men. As she immerses herself in a night of both pleasure and pain, she finally has the perfect opportunity to bring her darkest fantasies to life.Or death.
After going to a cabin in the woods, Quinn finds herself stuck in the midst of a blizzard with her three masked men. As they spend the holidays with one another, Quinn is left captivated. Christmas and New Year's Eve will never be the same.Tis the season for giving, and receiving.Holy, not so silent, night...-Reader discretion is advised for sensitive readers.
CORAIt's exhausting pretending to be normal.Go to therapy. Hold down a job. Smile.So much smiling.All I can do is attempt to corral the burning rage that sits in my chest.It's getting hard.My mask is slipping.I'm slowly losing my grip. Reality is getting blurry.I'm yearning to lash out. To taste blood.For someone to see me for what I truly am.NOLANI've kept myself in check. Built the perfect lie. A well-adjusted man with his entire life ahead of him.Allowed myself only daytime fantasies and night drives. It's not enough.I'm too hungry.Then there's her. Chipping away at my lie piece by piece.I see her. She has a darkness in her eyes that matches mine.I want her. I want her wrapped in plastic, squirming and begging me for mercy.My trophy. My toy. Mine.And so it begins.One game.Two mutual monsters.
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