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She wants to die. He’s prepared to kill.
Let the hunt begin…
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SleepingBeast: You think me murdering you is going to make you feel alive?
DeadGirlWalking: No, I think knowing that my day is coming soon will make life a lot more interesting until it does. And then when it finally does, I won’t have to think about it anymore at all.
SleepingBeast: That’s dark.
DeadGirlWalking: You’re homicide-for-hire and you’re calling me dark?
SleepingBeast: Touche.
SleepingBeast: Though, for the record, I’m not for hire. You won’t pay me a cent. And I’m not homicidal. I classify my services as assisted suicide adjacent.
DeadGirlWalking: Did you hear that? It was my snort of skeptical derision. You get off on killing people. Pretty sure that makes you homicidal. Or is there another name for it if it’s a kink?
DeadGirlWalking: Found it. Apparently you’re a Erotophonophiliac (Erotophonophilian?) God, what a mouthful.
DeadGirlWalking: THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID.
SleepingBeast: Nope. I get off on the hunt.
DeadGirlWalking: Well then, let’s be clear: I’m no sub. I just want to run for my life, and lose.
SleepingBeast: We’re clear. I am a Dom. But I’m happy to provide additional services until it’s my turn to die.
DeadGirlWalking: Such a giver. So, will you also be finding some dude on the dark web to knock you off when that time comes?
SleepingBeast: I expect to take my last breath gasping, laying in a pool of my own blood because the FBI finally caught up with me.
DeadGirlWalking: Suicide by cop?
SleepingBeast: More like government sanctioned murder.
DeadGirlWalking: Geez, and you call me dark.
SleepingBeast: No… I call you prey.
From the #1 bestselling and award-winning serial author, Aimee Lynn (Slave to the Wolf King, Falling in Love with the King of Beasts) comes a new, dark contemporary duet about a woman who wants to die, and the equally broken man who just might save her… from herself.
Tropes & Triggers: Masked man, stalker, Dom/sub, CNC, Primal Play, k*nk, bondage, violence, humor, and general badassery (among other things.) Buckle up, buttercup!
