They call him Riot. A savage killer. Until the night I died I called him husband. That night the monsters in the darkness turned me into a pawn in their twisted games of greed. But I’m not dead and he’s unforgiving. He swears I’ll pay for my sins. But before I can fall victim to his sweet torture, we’ll face the demons dragging us back to hell.
Screwged for Christmas
by: Penelope Wylde