There was evil within him that would never be accepted. Loving Keaton Cicero was never going to be easy. I was the sister none of them asked for, but they’d find themselves needing. To The Brothers of Kiznitch, I was nothing but a little brat that always got my way. Crowned Princess Mayhem all my life became old fast, and I found myself forging my iron crown with the blood of our enemies. There was elegance that comes from being carved from the ashes of all the darkness that surrounds you in the world. I was the trick that they could never play. I love two men, and they love me as much as they love each other, but when the demons of my past tighten their grip around my throat, will I finally let them strip away the layers of perfection to get to my rotten, withered After being thrust into the notorious world of Midnight Mayhem, I found myself coiled around a past that I want to forget and a future that could destroy me. I’m Lilith Patience, The Sorcerer of Death and daughter of one of the most feared organizations known to man. The trick is to protect it from reaching your mind.
Naked to the public eye and only visible to the owner, a soul bleeds every time it’s put through pain. Groomed every second of every day, they made sure to cover all of the darkness lurking in my soul with the false guise of perfection. I often thought about this while I was locked inside my Doll House in Patience. Love will never die if it exists on the lips of death. When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded. I’d hear his whispers through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. A warning is a warning for a reason…īut there’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. The Brothers of Kiznitch come in fours, and they’re not happy about me being hustled into their acts. She just doesn’t know it yet.īut Midnight Mayhem was the stained glass that concealed a very dark culture.Ī culture that she is about to become the center of. She has been conditioned with our blood for years. Like a trained possession, weak against their control. When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded.They groomed me for Midnight Mayhem.
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