Scarlet Tears at Eighteen
Language: en
The blood feud between the Monroe family and the Norton family had raged for generations. My father was killed by a conspiracy orchestrated by the Monroes, and Peter Monroe's father was murdered by my uncle. We were born into a legacy of violence. Our families were sworn, mortal enemies. But absolutely no one knew that for the past eight years, Peter and I had been secret lovers in this very cabin. When we were intimate, he would wrap his hands around my throat and squeeze tight. I would bite down hard on his shoulder. We wouldn't stop until the heavy, metallic taste of blood filled our…