Loner (The Nomad Series Book 4)

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by Janine Infante Bosco


  Terrified beyond measure, I stood inside a tiny closet and watched my father’s eyes gleam with illicit pleasure.

  “Knock, knock,” the monster taunts.

  The young boy cries quietly in the closet, wiping the snot from his nose with the sleeve of his best shirt. A gift from his mother before she died.

  “Knock, knock,” the villain probes once more.

  “Whose there?” the boy croaks.

  “Your worst nightmare,” the predator calls.

  The closet door opens and the boy stares into his father’s eyes.

  I couldn’t understand how my misery, shame and fright could bring him elation. If I only knew then what I know now, I wouldn’t have cried myself to sleep pondering the question. I would tell my young self that monsters don’t live under our beds.

  They live, thrive and breed inside of you.

  If you’re strong you starve the beast. You keep it caged inside of you until it has no choice but to die. If you’re weak, you feed it. You unleash the animal and let it run free. Like any wild creature, it fights to survive and takes no prisoners. Everything it touches turns to dust and it leaves a path of destruction in its wake.

  The more you feed the monster, the more it craves and soon it becomes insatiable.

  It morphs into a wild predator and reigns over every other animal.

  Feared by all, respected by none, the monster becomes the most despicable villain.

  He becomes your worst nightmare.

  Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I take in my appearance. My thin lips set into a frown as I eye the dark gray suit regretfully. I should’ve went with the navy colored one instead. It’s more domineering and a better fit for tonight’s feast.

  The first course of my meal is always self-served and, I treat myself to the appetizer by lifting a comb to my neatly trimmed hair. The teeth graze my scalp and I close my eyes, reveling in the sharp pricks of pain. It wets my palette and entices me for more. The hunger starts to spread, burning through my veins and in an instant, I’m the starving predator your mother warned you never to feed.

  About the Author

  Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself.

  She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph and Paul.

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