God of Pain by Rina Kent EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Name of Author: Rina Kent
- Language: English
- Formats Available: PDF, EPUB
- Status: Available for Download
- Genre: New Adult & College Romance, Coming of Age Fiction, British Contemporary Literature
- Date Of Publish: 15 September 2022
- Series: None
- File Size: 2 MB
- Price: Free
There’s someone out there.
Or some ones.
The sound of their harsh breathing slips from outside the
room, going up and up in staccato, resembling a trapped
A feral animal.
My eyes fly open and I stumble out of bed, smoothing my
hair so it falls to my lower back. Then I tug down on my
purple sleep shirt that barely covers my ass.
Shadows linger in the corner, twisting and groaning like
starved beasts. The only light comes from the balcony bulb
that I always leave on. I don’t reach out to the lamp’s switch or
even attempt to touch it.
Something tells me that if I shed light on whatever animal
is lurking out there, the situation will diverge in an ugly
My steps are inaudible, which comes naturally to me. But
the remaining calm part doesn’t.
It’s impossible to control the tremors that slash through my
limbs or the sweat that trickles down my back, making my
shirt stick to my overheated skin.
This isn’t right.
My brother’s mansion should be the safest place on
campus and the second safest on earth after our home back in
It’s why he insists I spend certain nights here. I don’t
meddle in his business, but I know what those nights entail—
mayhem, chaos, the butchering of poor souls.
So the best place to keep me protected is right under his
wing with a dozen guards watching me.
You know that ivory tower Rapunzel stayed in? My room
in the Heathens’ compound—my brother’s anarchy-infested
club—is the personification of that.
Hell, there are even guards beneath the balcony, so even if
I actually attempted to climb down the tree, they’d be the ones
to catch me. They’d scowl, grunt, and report my actions to
both my brother and my father.
On the bright side, however, I’m protected. I’ve been
protected since the day I was born into the Volkov family.
And I am a Volkov.
I nearly laugh at the shiver of fear that refuses to be purged
from my system. I don’t know about anywhere else, but I’m
Okay, whatever is lurking out there, you better be some
injured bird or something trivial. Otherwise, be ready to die.
The balcony curtains flap inside, the white material soaked
in the color of the night and the dim light.
I pause once I’m a few steps away. Did I open the balcony
door last night?
No. No, I didn’t.
The logical approach would be to turn around and run to
the door, call for my brother or any of his men, and hide in my
But here’s the thing.
My toxic trait is curiosity, like I really can’t sleep at night
if I don’t satisfy that thirst for knowledge.
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