C. L. Menegon

Excellent like new copy of dark suspense romance Tied in Leather by inie author C.L. Menegon. Recommend checking trigger warnings.

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CAMERYN

I was ten when my world was engulfed in flames, the memories in my bones sizzling to dust.

A broken girl left cradling the smoldering embers of her blackened heart.

I walked through life like a tortured ghost, just another shadow drifting in the darkness.

It was no different when my car rolled through the looming iron gates of Shadow Heads School of Performing Arts.

I covered my wounds, but Tyler Pierce saw the shredded flesh that flayed beneath the leather.

He pulled me out of the roaring inferno of my past.

Each hit of his drums matched the steady pulse of my bass.

I should have known evil before it unveiled its fierce, malevolent eyes.

When he was done with me, he relit the match, set me on fire, and watched me burn alive.

TYLER

I almost killed her.

Cameryn Ellis.

She stood in the middle of that dark, murky road, soaked in the blood of her past.

I saw the pain lurking in her veins, and she felt mine splintering the surface.

We were decaying bones trying to crawl out from the graves of our hidden torment.

We needed each other, whether we liked it or not.

Our haunted souls simply wouldn’t survive on their own.

But I had a secret, and the shrapnel of my past left me suffocating beneath the searing cinders of one buried truth.

The music never lies.

Heavy Paperback (2 to 4 lbs)

New Jersey

Tied in Leather

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Excellent condition, unread copy of dark suspense romance Below The Pulse by indie author C.L. Menegon. Recommend checking trigger warnings.
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Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to race toward your death?
Well, take it from a dead girl, it’s exactly what you had imagined, only a thousand times worse.
My life had become a carousel of guilt.
A deathly road of despair, stolen one fateful night by careening headlights.
I was sinking.
Drowning.
And if it wasn’t for me, they would still be alive.
I am the reason they’re dead.
So, why didn’t the frigid water welcome me at the grim gates, too?
Harlen Graves made breathing underwater easier, though I knew time would be our cruelest enemy.
He was a famous rockstar, the bass player of Chasing The Storm.
I was Blaine Everson, Cherry.
A nobody.
I fell victim to phantom hope, the kind I knew would leave me breathless.
We were only a fleeting moment, not a place to find a home.
And as my broken, soulless body trembled against the crimson-stained concrete, I thought of him.
Did he keep his unspoken promise?
The one I watched twinkle in the depths of his glacial orbs.
The very one keeping me alive.
I had no choice except to sink my nails into the ghostly echoes of his voice when I lost everything
else.
Surviving death once had me staring into the face of fate.
But surviving death twice might be the very force that kills me.

Part One of Cherry & Harlen's duet.

Shaunna Murphy

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