Depravity by Natalie Bennett

I was born an ordinary girl with a tiny seed of sickness.
As I got older, it grew bigger, manifesting into something sinister.
Mama told me to lock it away and let it wither.
I didn’t know how.
So I hid it.
Solitude became my closest companion.
Solo, single, lonely.
Until Declan.
Until Ethan.
They were drawn to my sickness like moths to a flame.
With them, I was nurtured into something special.
With them, I flourished in depths of decay and darkness.
Contains menage (m-m/m-f-m/m-m-f.)