I didn’t break the law to get her back.
I dismantled reality.
The brand on her chest is still fresh.
A jagged K carved into the skin above her heart, placed exactly where I’ve owned her since we were children.
She thought time would erase me.
She thought an engagement ring could overwrite blood memory.
She thought standing at an altar would save her from the man who learned her breathing patterns before he learned mercy.
She was wrong.
I don’t believe in family boundaries.
I don’t believe in forgiveness.
And I don’t believe God has jurisdiction over what’s already mine.
I ripped her out of the life she built on lies.
Pulled her into the dark where there are no witnesses, no saviors, and no version of herself that survives untouched.
She calls me her brother when she wants mercy.
She calls me a monster when she wants distance.
I let her talk.
The hunt is finished.
The doors are sealed.
And before I’m done, she will forget every man who touched her without my permission, every promise that wasn’t spoken in my voice, and every life she imagined without me in it.
I am not the boy who protected her.
I am the consequence of trying to escape me.
Say goodbye to the light, little sister.
You’re going to bleed until you’re mine.
Book Three in the Never His Sister series.
A pitch-black, obsessive, no-redemption dark romance.
For a full list of content warnings, please visit the author’s website.
I dismantled reality.
The brand on her chest is still fresh.
A jagged K carved into the skin above her heart, placed exactly where I’ve owned her since we were children.
She thought time would erase me.
She thought an engagement ring could overwrite blood memory.
She thought standing at an altar would save her from the man who learned her breathing patterns before he learned mercy.
She was wrong.
I don’t believe in family boundaries.
I don’t believe in forgiveness.
And I don’t believe God has jurisdiction over what’s already mine.
I ripped her out of the life she built on lies.
Pulled her into the dark where there are no witnesses, no saviors, and no version of herself that survives untouched.
She calls me her brother when she wants mercy.
She calls me a monster when she wants distance.
I let her talk.
The hunt is finished.
The doors are sealed.
And before I’m done, she will forget every man who touched her without my permission, every promise that wasn’t spoken in my voice, and every life she imagined without me in it.
I am not the boy who protected her.
I am the consequence of trying to escape me.
Say goodbye to the light, little sister.
You’re going to bleed until you’re mine.
Book Three in the Never His Sister series.
A pitch-black, obsessive, no-redemption dark romance.
For a full list of content warnings, please visit the author’s website.
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