The night air was thick, the humidity choking my lungs as I ran down Fifth Avenue, trying to keep to the shadows as I dodged them. He has eyes everywhere, and they all knew. No one stepped in to save me, calling it the code of bleeding blue. He kept me secluded, only including me in unit celebrations. That’s where I met others who had suffered the same fate as I had. I couldn’t grasp the concept of why we all stayed, why we lived in the torment and torture each day. It seemed to boil down to the same issues. We had no one else. No family, friends, simply chained to the men we married, following a code we didn’t understand.
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Emily B Rose
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I’m an indie author with a passion for crafting fierce female leads who don’t just survive the darkness—they rise from it stronger, sharper, and a little more dangerous. If you love stories with grit, resilience, and a deliciously dark twist…the darker, the better…you’re in the right place.
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