Eat Your Heart Out: A Dark Romcom

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I didn't eat people. Just men.First of all, I'd like to set the record straight. I wasn't a cannibal, ¿kay?I didn't eat people. Just men. I ate their hearts out before they ever saw me coming. Figuratively, of course. Most of the time.Sometimes a girl had to do what a girl had to do. And sometimes what I had to do was fry those suckers up with a little bit of buttermilk and enough shortening to give ya coronary.I wouldn't ever apologize for it.Which was something else you should know about me. I was unapologetic. Then again, so was he. Else the hotshot with a blade bigger than his d*ck wouldn't have barged his way into my little apartment without so much as a "my bad, sorry for disturbing you, ma'am."And I wouldn't have been forced to tie him to a chair and teach him some manners. But here we are, ain't we?Just a sweet little Southern girl and the big bad pickle-diddler who thought he was about to get his rocks off.Guess it wasn't his lucky day. Sure was mine, though.Eat Your Heart Out is a dark standalone novella with a HEA. Please heed the trigger warnings at the beginning of the book.

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Pagina's: 128, Paperback, Queens of Chaos Books