Immoral Confessions by R. Holmes

It started when I stole a secret I was never meant to keep.
Then, “I dare you,” was whispered in the dark of night.
Three simple words that changed everything.
I became the one thing that Rhys Blackwood hated more than he hated himself.
St. Augustine’s very own fallen angel had me in his hold and he wasn’t giving up until I was ruined.
I was a snitch. A liar. A pawn.
He was cruel. Merciless. The King.
Together, we were fated for destruction.
And where there are secrets and untruths… there are demons lurking beyond the shadows.
*There are dubious scenes inside that some may find triggering. Please heed this warning and read responsibly.