Whitsborough Progenies Series by C.A. Rene

I'm back in Whitsborough,A boring town where nothing ever happens.Two years of boarding school didn't reform me and now I'm trapped with a loving family.Forced to be a daughter and a big sister,This is my punishment.Being back here leaves me with no other choice but to face my demons.Like the sounds of her screams (I'm like a ticking time bomb),And the warmth of her blood (I'm on the cusp of exploding).Then there's him.He's filled with hatred and a burning need to hear my screams, feel my blood... moreI'm back in Whitsborough,A boring town where nothing ever happens.Two years of boarding school didn't reform me and now I'm trapped with a loving family.Forced to be a daughter and a big sister,This is my punishment.Being back here leaves me with no other choice but to face my demons.Like the sounds of her screams (I'm like a ticking time bomb),And the warmth of her blood (I'm on the cusp of exploding).Then there's him.He's filled with hatred and a burning need to hear my screams, feel my blood.He's looking for vengeance and only I can give it to him.I got out once and I can do it again,Even if the cost is more than I can pay. less

Why am I so angry?Why does the need to make another bleed reside within me?Easy, genetics right?I’m nothing like my mother and my father is dead.Now what?Whitsborough is a town that’s shiny on the outside but rotting on the inside.Unearthing one secret here means digging through hundreds of others to reach it.Finding my father’s secret would change everything.My training is helping to keep my rage in check,But my mind is fixated on the one thing I can’t have.Catalina Delgado, Cartel Princesa... moreWhy am I so angry?Why does the need to make another bleed reside within me?Easy, genetics right?I’m nothing like my mother and my father is dead.Now what?Whitsborough is a town that’s shiny on the outside but rotting on the inside.Unearthing one secret here means digging through hundreds of others to reach it.Finding my father’s secret would change everything.My training is helping to keep my rage in check,But my mind is fixated on the one thing I can’t have.Catalina Delgado, Cartel Princesa.She’s a human weapon trained for mass destruction,And I’m designed to self-destruct.Where’s our safe place? Or are we destined to forever be alone? less

People spend their lives searching for meaning and then dying a decrepit mundane. Some are a little more prominent than others but all are boring. My life was an endless reel of days, hours, and minutes. Life passed in slow motion and each day bled into the next.I wanted to stop being mundane but nothing called to me and Whitsborough has a way of sucking the extraordinary out of you. Now I’m handed a legacy and I feel like I’ve found my meaning... morePeople spend their lives searching for meaning and then dying a decrepit mundane. Some are a little more prominent than others but all are boring. My life was an endless reel of days, hours, and minutes. Life passed in slow motion and each day bled into the next.I wanted to stop being mundane but nothing called to me and Whitsborough has a way of sucking the extraordinary out of you. Now I’m handed a legacy and I feel like I’ve found my meaning. My life is no longer mundane and nothing is strictly black or white.It’s all vibrant splashes of red and Black Slaughter. less

Everything about me is a sham.I’ve been living with my own lies for so long, I don’t even know who I am. This role I’ve been playing is becoming boring and the man I’m turning into feels like a stranger.With each deception I dole out, another five are needed to keep the truth hidden, and it’s all teetering on a weak foundation.My life is like a house of cards, and the wind blows pretty strong here in Whitsborough, constantly threatening to scatter my fragile façade... moreEverything about me is a sham.I’ve been living with my own lies for so long, I don’t even know who I am. This role I’ve been playing is becoming boring and the man I’m turning into feels like a stranger.With each deception I dole out, another five are needed to keep the truth hidden, and it’s all teetering on a weak foundation.My life is like a house of cards, and the wind blows pretty strong here in Whitsborough, constantly threatening to scatter my fragile façade.With the sudden appearance of someone from my family’s past, everything comes into focus, and I’m tempted to exhale the breath I’ve been holding in my chest.Just to watch those cards land where they may. less