Recycled Hearts Part One- The Diagnosis: A Killing Thrilling Love Story

Tha thump Tha thump I swallowed down fresh bile, and found my legs beginning to shake My knees tried to push themselves further back into the wall, pressing my torso further in, holding myself together like a barrier This pounding this sickly, unforgiving pounding and thumping Was Mark And I couldn t accept that Not in the way I thought I could I h Tha thump Tha thump I swallowed down fresh bile, and found my legs beginning to shake My knees tried to push themselves further back into the wall, pressing my torso further in, holding myself together like a barrier This pounding this sickly, unforgiving pounding and thumping Was Mark And I couldn t accept that Not in the way I thought I could I had to leave I had to get out of this room, this place I wanted to run and run and run and never look back, I swallowed, knowing I needed to scream Know This Bonnie Lilac Loved Mark Grimes completely, desperately, in unrequited imperfection All Bonnie wanted was Mark And after the haunting years of being alone their fingertips graced each others, and as sparks flew, Tragedy hit Bonnie, left on her own not family, not girlfriend, not much to anyone drifts in her loss.Only to have it spiral out of control when she meets the hard reality of her situation her unrequited lovers heart has been given to another Alone Bonnie takes matters into her own hands, in a dangerous, twisting story where nothing can stay the same Everyone had passed me over Everyone And I had had enough My anger shook violently as I screamed out into the night s air I scream harshly and feverishly, and strongly If they wanted a crazy Broken Bonnie I would give them it I was sick of the pathetic looks and softened blows I was fine Stable and clever enough to escape a mental health ward and probably clever enough to get away with it too, if I was careful As I sat in the grass, angry and running on adrenaline, I thought of all the other things I could possibly get away with right now Things that would do nothing but help me, and support my well being That s what they wanted wasn t it My eyes caught my twisted reflection in the glass in front of me I sniffled and crawled towards it examining my pathetic form I looked like Broken Bonnie that was for sure But that was fine I needed to keep looking like her, to keep up the fa ade, because I knew, and they certainly knew Broken Bonnie , would never be capable of murder Storyteller2017 Competition entry
Recycled Hearts Part One The Diagnosis A Killing Thrilling Love Story Tha thump Tha thump I swallowed down fresh bile and found my legs beginning to shake My knees tried to push themselves further back into the wall pressing my torso further in holding myself togethe

  • Title: Recycled Hearts Part One- The Diagnosis: A Killing Thrilling Love Story
  • Author: Raven Sowl
  • ISBN: null
  • Page: 430
  • Format: Kindle Edition
  • 1 thought on “Recycled Hearts Part One- The Diagnosis: A Killing Thrilling Love Story”

    1. This book is so twisty and turning and keeps you on your toes right to the very end.Such a good read- more thriller than romance, but you can see it's intended.Raven Sowl has a talent at writing and I cannot wait for part two. Cannot believe this book hasn't been read by so many others yet. I'm recommendingRecycled Hearts Part One- The Diagnosis: A Killing Thrilling Love Story this to everyone! Even my mum! The only thing that has annoyed me- is the cliff hanger ending. I really don't want to wa [...]

    2. There are not many times when I read the blurb of a book and expect it to be as good as what I imagine it to be. This hits every level- clever and well thought out, with twists and turns all the time.I LOVED this book, and cannot WAIT for part two- its incredibly different, you feel for the characters every step of the way.Just loved it!A MUST READ!

    3. What a great book, well thought through, kept me wanting to read more and more to find out what happend next! Looking forward to reading your next part 2 when it is available :)

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