Just Breathe by Mila Crawford

Monsters aren’t born, they’re created.

Ciaran
They call me the Irish Strangler because that’s how it all started. With my hands on the neck of the man who molded me, who groomed me, who released the darkness in my soul.
I believed blood-lust and vengeance would be all I’d ever know until she unleashed herself onto one of my enemies.

Parisa
They say a villain is a hero whose story hasn’t been told yet.
I was fifteen the first time I was forced to kill. A young girl with no idea of what that first step would unleash. How it would leave me walking in the shadows and embracing the darkness.
I thought my life would be consumed with solitude and pain until I saw him.
Two broken people.
Two fragmented souls.