Description
Most people don't think about the day they'll die. They coast through life, blissfully unaware of how their time is ticking away. I wasn't like most people. I welcomed death, wanted her to take me away from the prison I called life, but she refused. Mocked me almost. I tried twice only to survive. And then, when I thought I had nothing left it came. A reason to live. Rex was a small, unexpected ray of light my world of darkness that blossomed into a beam of sunshine. I thought, maybe this was why Death didn't take me. Maybe she knew that if I held on a little longer things would turn around. But the third time Death came to my door wasn't by choice. Someone else brought her, and I fear this time she might take me. For those of you reading please be advised: This story contains explicit content, suggestive language, sexual themses, drug and alcohol use, Piper has a history of abuse as well as self harm, and there is overall mature themes throughout. That being said, I hope you enjoy!
Prologue
