The Death Club (Dead Men Walking Duet)

I'm a broken toy.

A daughter of destruction born of violent acts and brutal designs.

Nobody ever wanted me. Until they did.

Niall, Mateo, Jack.

The serial killer who bought me, the tortured man he keeps locked in his basement, and the wicked sinner I abandoned when I ran from my past.

They're the kind of men with blood on their hands and the seven sins tainting their souls.

But my heart is as black as theirs, and I'm tempted by the dark in them.

I keep taking their punishments and relishing the pain, and a part of me isn't even sure I want to escape.

Because in this house of heathens, I might have found a place for my inner demons to thrive.