Rose
I thought I had life figured out.
Until I crashed into the brink of tragedy.
That peak in which you teeter on the line of sanity versus insanity.
The moment where you look forward and see darkness, then look over your shoulder and see more darkness.
Pain is probably down either avenue I choose, but which one will keep me intact?
Which one will make me crumble?
How many times can tragedy happen to a person until they break for good?
One, two, three…

Easton
I grew up in darkness.
I thought I knew what It’s like to walk through life shrouded in a world without light.
Pain never mattered much, because it’s all I’ve ever known.
She walked into my life like a sharp thorn that I knew would bleed me dry.
I was okay with that, as long it was her that was by my side.
I never realized that the darkness I lived in wasn’t dark at all.
I never really knew darkness.
Until tragedy on top of tragedy strikes and I feel like an atomic bomb ready to detonate.
How long will it take?
Three, two, one…

Trigger warning: Thorn in the Dark contains mature themes that might make some readers uncomfortable. Foul language, criminal activity, drug use, physical and sexual abuse are included in this book. Please proceed with caution.