Blood Doesn’t Lie

I barely slept. When I did, I woke up gasping, soaked in sweat, heart clawing at my ribs like it wanted out of my chest. The dream had no faces — just sounds. Bones breaking. Flesh squelching. A voice whispering my name in a room that had no walls.

Vincent Greaves was getting into my head again.

A...

Login to Unlock ChaptersPromotion