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1787622Spectrehttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/spectre-2/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/901404/956fa894-2906-4470-a200-b3f8fe5bd98b.jpg?v=6383366886981700008282MXNShiloh Walker, Inc.InStock/Ebooks/1758777Spectre8282https://www.gandhi.com.mx/spectre-2/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/901404/956fa894-2906-4470-a200-b3f8fe5bd98b.jpg?v=638336688698170000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20199781495639616_W3siaWQiOiJkYTdjMTQ0YS01NzczLTRkYTktOGE4MS1lY2QwZWY2Yjc1ZjEiLCJsaXN0UHJpY2UiOjc5LCJkaXNjb3VudCI6MCwic2VsbGluZ1ByaWNlIjo3OSwiaW5jbHVkZXNUYXgiOnRydWUsInByaWNlVHlwZSI6Ildob2xlc2FsZSIsImN1cnJlbmN5IjoiTVhOIiwiZnJvbSI6IjIwMjItMTAtMDFUMDQ6MDA6MDBaIiwicmVnaW9uIjoiTVgiLCJpc1ByZW9yZGVyIjpmYWxzZX1d9781495639616_<p><em><strong>Myth. Monster.</strong></em> <strong>Mine.</strong></p><p><em><strong>Spectre</strong></em></p><p>I wasnt even a man when I took a life for the first time, although you couldnt say I was a child. If Id ever had a childhood, it hadnt lasted long. My father, may he rot in hell, had seen to that. I took his life as well and that, too, happened before I was old enough to be considered a grown man.<br />I never regretted it for a second.</p><p>That path almost led to my own grave, and would have, if I hadnt stumbled across somebody who was as different from my father as day was from night. Sarge had seen the monster lurking inside, so he took control, gave me guidelines, rules, so I wouldnt be the monster my father had planned.</p><p>It worked. I restrained the worst of my rage and honed the skills that had been drilled into metheft, stealth assassination. The broken child ceased to exist and I became Spectre, an assassin spoken of in whispers, hired to take out the worst of humanity.</p><p>Then I was sent to kill <em>her</em>and my world came to a screeching halt.</p><p><em><strong>Tia</strong></em></p><p>Its taken a long time, but I finally had a nice, steady routine. I stopped trying to conform to the neurotypicals of the world and found my own normal.</p><p>Normal went out the window when I walked into my kitchen and found a strange (<em><strong>hot</strong></em>), dangerous looking (<em><strong>so fricking hot</strong></em>) man drugging my new dog.</p><p>It probably wasnt the smartest thing to leap at him like a banshee and attack, but thats what I did.</p><p>When my attempt to wreck the vehicle was averted, my kidnapper didnt hurt or threaten me. In fact, he told me he wanted to protect me.</p><p>This (<em><strong>hot</strong></em>) guy had to be crazy. But if he was crazy, what did that make me? Because I believed him. More, I found myself seeing something beyond the rigid, blank mask he wore. He kept trying to push me away, but I couldnt seem to keep my distance.</p><p>He calls himself a monsterbut when I look at him, that isnt what I see. I just see himand I know hes meant to be mine.</p><p><em>Warning: This isnt a snuggly, comfy read. The male MC is a hired killer, while the heroine is neuro-atypical. Some dark material is involvedthe hero kidnaps the heroine. Theres also violence when he goes on a rampage against those who put a contract on her. Also references of abuse (not against the heroine). Also very graphic, erotic scenes with minor bondage play.</em></p>...9781495639616_Shiloh Walker, Inc.e68c1557-9e97-30cc-b896-f73f38ca6eae_9781495639616;9781495639616_9781495639616Shiloh WalkerInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/ingrooves-epub-68196c45-0568-4a19-a0ec-dde7892e91d6.epub2019-07-22T00:00:00+00:00Shiloh Walker, Inc.