Blood of My Monster

BLOOD OF MY MONSTER MONSTER TRILOGY BOOK 1 RINA KENT Blood of My Monster Copyright © 2023 by Rina Kent All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission from the publisher. It is illegal to copy this book, post it to a website, or distribute it by any other means without permission, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. ALSO BY RINA KENT Rina Kent’s Books Reading Order To every girl who was fascinated by monsters AUTHOR NOTE Hello reader friend, If you haven’t read my books before, you might not know this, but I write darker stories that can be upsetting and disturbing. My books and main characters aren't for the faint of heart. Blood of My Monster is book one of a trilogy and is NOT a standalone. Monster Trilogy: #1 Blood of My Monster #2 Lies of My Monster #3 Heart of My Monster For more things Rina Kent, visit www.rinakent.com BLURB I’m out for revenge. He’s out to rule the world. Kirill and I are as different as day and night. We shouldn’t have been in the same frame or universe. But we meet under the strangest circumstances. He’s my superior in the military and the man who’ll introduce me to carnage. His charm and exterior perfection shouldn’t have tempted me. Behind the smokescreen lurks a manipulative emotionless monster. And that monster might find out all my secrets, including the reason why I’m pretending to be a man. He might also lure me to the point of no return. PLAYLIST Blood in The Water – Joanna Jones as The Dame Find You – The Phantoms The Darker The Weather // The Better The Man – Missio Villain – Halflives Darkside – Oshins & Hael Love You More – LIynks Born For This – The Score Gone Away – Five Finger Death Punch Unsteady – X Ambassadors Dark Things – ADONA Tether Me – Galleaux Guardian – Aether Realm Animals - Architects Private Eyes – Lenachka Beautiful Crime – Tamer You can find the complete playlist on Spotify. 1 SASHA I didn’t mean to be here. Or maybe the right expression is: I shouldn’t be here. I connived and snuck into this establishment that has never catered well to women and probably never will. Ironically, this is the safest place for me and the only environment where I can survive beyond the metaphorical ticking time bomb I’ve been carrying around for years. My muscles ache, and I groan with each movement. I’m sluggish, lack energy, and I’m weighted down by heavy army boots. Every step forward is a struggle, every breath is scratchy and choked. A buzzing sound echoes in my ears and I lean against the wall outside the toilets to catch my choppy breaths. I raise my hands under the bright fluorescent lights of the grim, gray-colored corridor. The brightness adds a layer of gruesome visuals to my cuts, making them look redder. The sight of blood thrusts me back to gruesome memories. A pool. Gunshots. Screams. They sizzle through my head, lowering, then heightening in a sporadic rhythm until a screeching buzz fills my ears. My hands tremble, and my body goes so still that I could be mistaken for a statue. It’s over. Breathe. You have to breathe. It doesn’t matter how many times I repeat the mantra. My brain has already decided that he and I ought to live in the past, crushed between those corpses we couldn’t save and the souls we left behind. “Who do we have here?” The distinctive voice speaking in Russian shakes me out of my surreal experience. I straighten, letting my unsteady hands fall to either side of me. The hallway comes into focus again, grim with yellowish stains and dark walls that belong in prison instead of a military institution. The unnaturally bright lights make the view glaring, intrusive even. My eyes move to the one who spoke just now. Matvey. He’s a fellow soldier in my unit and a pain in the ass who displays seriously toxic behavior. As luck would have it, he’s accompanied by four other soldiers who stand on either side of him, watching me with unveiled disgust and humiliating disregard. All twice my size, they have mean features and harsh gazes. They’re wearing T-shirts and cargo pants that are probably a lot more comfortable than the combat gear I’m still in. I was waiting for them to finish showering so I could hop in, which is something I’ve habitually done ever since I joined the army eighteen months ago. Despite the factor of intimidation, I square my shoulders until they hit the wall behind me. I suppress a wince and stare Matvey right in the face. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out he’s the leader of their little group. “If it isn’t the weakling Aleksander,” he taunts in his coarse, annoying voice. His four companions snicker, hitting each other on the shoulder as if it’s the funniest joke. My first thought is to knee Matvey in the balls and scream bloody murder at the others. But, alas, that would be no different than signing my own death certificate. At my current strength, I can barely defend myself against one of them. Five is total overkill and would cause me to end up in the hospital or be tucked neatly in a coffin. Besides, we’re from entirely different backgrounds. Most men here either have harsh lives or severe circumstances and only joined the military because it’s sustainable income. Some even forge their real age for it. If they’re not here, they would probably be in