Oblivion

OBLIVION SINS OF OPHELIA ASTER BOOK THREE L.K. REID CONTENTS Playlist Author’s Note Quote Prologue 1. Ophelia 2. Ophelia 3. Ophelia 4. Ophelia 5. Ophelia 6. Ophelia 7. Ophelia 8. Ophelia 9. Storm 10. Ophelia 11. Storm 12. Ophelia 13. Ophelia 14. Ophelia 15. Ophelia 16. Ophelia 17. Ophelia 18. Ophelia 19. Storm 20. Ophelia 21. Storm 22. Storm 23. Ophelia 24. Storm 25. Ophelia 26. Ophelia 27. Ophelia 28. Belladonna To be continued Also By L.K. Reid Acknowledgments About the Author Copyright © 2023 by L.K. Reid All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law. Any resemblance to places, events, or real people is entirely coincidental. Cover Design by Opulent Designs Editing by Maggie Kern at Ms. K Edits PLAYLIST You all know how much I love music, and what a big part of my writing process it is. You can find an entire playlist if you click here, and the full list of the songs I’ve been listening to while writing Oblivion is right below. In The Dark – Solence You and Me Now – The Broken View Forgive Yourself – Renee Mooi, Todd Clouser Burn – Nathan Wagner Is It True? – Johanna Gudrun Died Enough For You – Blind Channel Alone Tonight – Digital Daggers Petrichor – Cassyette Running Away – Hollow Front God Is She – In This Moment Change (In The House of Flies) – Deftones Winterblood – Emil Bulls There’s Fear In Letting Go – I Prevail Breaking The Habit – The Broken View Hurt You – Living in Fiction To all my demons. Fuck you. AUTHOR’S NOTE The previous book in this series came out more than a year and a half ago, which is why I want to start this by saying thank you. Thank you for being patient, for waiting, for being kind enough to let me do things at my own pace and to come to terms with certain things. Thank you for your unwavering support. I truly hope you guys will see how much these characters grew over that time. Ophelia is and always will be my first love, and I failed to see how much I actually liked her because I was too afraid everyone else would hate her. But you don’t, and I can see that now. Just like the previous books, this is a dark romance, and as such, the themes on these pages might not be everyone’s cup of tea. There is violence, torture, mentions of child abuse, mentions of rape, cheating, drug and alcohol abuse. While reading this story and what these characters are going through, you might need a cup of tea, a glass of wine or something even stronger, because they definitely gave me hell while writing them. Please note that this book ends on a cliffhanger, but the next one is coming out in March, so don’t fret—the wait won’t be long. If you like this book and you want to tell your friends about it either through Bookstagram, TikTok or by simply leaving a review on Amazon, I will forever be grateful. Thank you! “Bitter bravery, my silly little heart. You’re running away from him, but you’re tearing your soul apart.” PROLOGUE Storm 4 Years Old It was dark. It was so, so dark, and I was hungry. But Mommy said I had to be a good boy to eat. I had to be good, otherwise she wouldn’t let me out. I was bad—very, very bad. I ate the bread from the counter, and Daddy got mad. He was so mad, and I started crying. He doesn’t like it when I cry. Mommy doesn’t like it when I cry either, but I was hungry and they weren’t here. The bread wasn’t tasty, nope, but my tummy hurt so much and Mommy always gave me bread when I was a good boy. I promise, I promise, Mommy, I won’t take it again. “Mommy,” I cried out, trying to open the door. She told me to stay in the wardrobe, and she would let me out later. But I was scared. I am so scared. “Daddy,” I tried to yell out again, but my voice only echoed around me. “Please let me out. I’ll be a good boy. I promise I won’t eat again without you. I’m scared… Mommy.” They weren’t coming. They weren’t coming, and it was so cold. My blankie wasn’t with me and Mommy said I didn’t deserve it. And my hand hurt. Daddy squeezed it too hard, but he loved me. Mommy told me he loved me. He just didn’t know his strength. But I had to stop crying. If they came back and saw me crying, they would keep me here. And I didn’t wanna be here anymore. Maybe if I sat down and kept quiet, they would come back. They must. They’re probably just taking their medicine now, but they would come for me. Mommy told me it was a very special time when they took their medicine, and I had to keep quiet. If I didn’t, they became very angry, and I didn’t like it when they got angry. It hurts when they get angry. Daddy tells me he hates me. He told me all the time, but Mommy said he loved me. Maybe if I was a good boy, they would also buy me that toy I saw on the big box. He had a cape, and he was a superhero. He saved people. I wanted to be a superhero when I grew up. I wanted to be just like him, flying around with my cape. I used my blankie as my cape now. Mommy told me I couldn’t get it because I