Pretty Broken Things by Rory Miles

To the unknowing, the circus is majestic. Marvelous. Mysterious.
For me, the caravan is a prison. A sadist’s trophy case full of pretty, broken things.
If being caged isn’t enough, three men haunt me like shadows.
The Aerialist might kill me.
The Freak might die.
And The Seer might watch it all happen with a wicked grin on his beautiful face.
If we can come together to defeat The Ringmaster, a terrifying, dark magician, we can find our freedom.
Escaping the Caravan of Freaks is harder than it seems because freedom’s just a pretty way to say I have nothing left to lose.