Hi, I'm Vicky Sterling. I wasn’t born bad, I was made this way.
Unwanted, passed around, beaten quiet. Then I learned how to make noise.
They dragged me through the gutters, prostitution, violence, power games so dirty you can’t wash them off, I crawled out sharp, I stayed alive, and through it all, one thing kept me breathing: Simon. My boy. My light. He’s all I’ve got, and I’ll tear the world apart to keep him safe.
So when they think they can take what little I have left?
I get loud, I get messy, and I make damn sure somebody bleeds for every bedtime story he never heard.
Cute Little Hand Grenade isn’t a whisper, it’s my scream through broken teeth and smeared mascara. Raw motherhood. Trauma with teeth. Vengeance that doesn’t ask permission.
I’m not your heroine. I’m your reckoning.
Step into my world ... if you think you can handle it.
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© 2016 by Jadella Gold.