My Characters Betrayed Me
Language: en
My best friend and I got sucked into the romance novel I wrote. We were living the absolute dream. We had the two male leads—one a broad-shouldered, tailored-suit god, the other with stamina that defied human biology. We were practically drowning in perfection. Until another girl crossed over into the manuscript. Because of her, my best friend was strapped to a human roulette wheel, enduring torture that caused her to miscarry. Five separate times. I became this girl's personal blood bank, submerged in a giant vat of liquor as a "vintage beauty," served up for a crowd of degenerates to…