The Lies We Steal (THE HOLLOW BOYS, #1) by Monty Jay EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Monty Jay
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Alistair
I always knew I was born with a ravenous appetite for violence.
Destined to be the black sheep of my family.
They should learn to warn others about the children that are left
to cultivate with the absence of light. When you take away their luster, the
darkness doesn’t just become a part of them, they become the darkness.
Power rippled through my arm as I felt this kid’s nose shatter. My
knuckles dug into the flesh of his face chasing the only thing that could
sustain my hunger.
Pain.
The tall, lanky moron who’d thought it would be a good idea to
challenge me fell hard to the ground with a thud.
In official mixed martial arts you’re supposed to stop when your
opponent falls that hard.
Fortunately for me, this is The Graveyard. The abandoned
racetrack on the outskirts of town, where kids gather from surrounding
areas in search of trouble. Illegal street racing, fights, drugs, and half naked
girls. It’s the Garden of Eden for rich kids. The grass in the middle of the
cracked asphalt circle was where the fights took place, all the while engines
roared and echoed seeing whose daddy bought machine would pass the
finish line first.
The Graveyard is the place you come to get buried. Especially if
you’re up against me.
I charge forward mounting him while pressing my knee so far
into his gut I could feel his organs shift below me. My agile fists, heaving
punch after punch to his already inflamed face. My breaths rush out
methodically, each point of contact I let out another breath. There are hands
grabbing at my shoulders, clawing at me to stop.
I don’t care, it only makes my knee press harder. My fists
bludgeon him mercilessly.
Why should I let up because he was stupid enough to step into
this ring with me?
Seems like a personal problem.
My heart is thrashing inside my chest, the energy coursing
through my veins like drums in my ears. It blends with the screams of the
people around us, the revved engines, and the smell of oil.
Fuck, what I would give to feel like this every second of the
day.
I deliver a right hook, watching as my ring imprints my initials
onto the tender skin of his cheek, splitting it right open above the letters
A.C.
A gush of searing blood splatters across my chest from his face.
A ferocious roar rips through me, the crimson liquid acting as gasoline to
the flames inside my body. It wasn’t the blood I wanted though. I wanted
his agony. I wanted to see him hurt. I wanted to know that he’d need to be
carried to his car tonight, driven home and he’d probably crawl to his
fucking bed. Where he’d stay for the next week because the bruises I
imprinted were too much to handle.
It made chills speed down my spine.
That’s my not so secret, secret.
I’m always, always angry.
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