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إجمالي المتناول الإجتماعي المضاف
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by H.g. Lynch category: Book
Screams echoed around him as he sprinted into
the dark hallway from his room, terror making his heart clamour in his chest.
He was running as fast as he could, the hilt of his sword slick against his
sweaty palm, but he already knew he was too late. He burst into his dad’s room,
the sound of the door slamming against the wall loud as a gunshot in the
sudden, terrible silence. He froze in the doorway, the tip of his sword hitting
The room was streaked with red – red everywhere.
I woke with a start, a scream caught half-way out of my throat. It took me a second to realise my eyes were open, and I was staring blankly at the ceiling of the pitch-dark room. I was shaking, drenched in a cold sweat, the sheets tangled around me. I lay there, breathing hard, my heart thundering against my ribs, afraid to move in case it brought back the pain of that night.
Paranormal Romance Author. Young Adult, New Adult, Erotica.