Liminal – Lyla Andrews

“Do you just go grocery shopping like a normal person for the food that you don’t grow?” I ask. He briefly glances up from the cutting board where he’s chopping a bell pepper. “Yes. What else would I do?” “I don’t know, kill animals with your bare hands for meat, probably,” I deadpan. In any case, it’s almost comical to imagine him walking the aisles of a grocery store, tossing prepackaged cheese and meat into the cart.

“Where do you get the money?” “I’ve saved up quite a bit of money over the years, both from working for it and from stealing it from those who don’t deserve their riches.” I snort. “Okay, Robin Hood.” I’m pretty sure he smiles, but I can’t be sure because he turns to grab something from the fridge just as his lips twitch. “These days, though, I mostly make money from selling my wood carvings and the furniture I refurbish.” “Right.” I remember him saying that in the garage. He continues to cook, sautéing various vegetables with chicken until he brings two plates of food to the table and sets one before me.

“Thanks.” We’re about halfway through the meal when Ambrose clears his throat and says, “I’ll require your presence at an event this Saturday.” I pause with my fork mid-air. “What kind of event?” “A masquerade. Sort of like a pre-Halloween social thing. There will be a lot of important people there, and I need a date.” “No.” He cocks his head, his brow furrowed. “Why not?” “I may have agreed to a deal with you, but it did not involve going to events as your date.” “It’s at a beautiful mansion in the mountains, and you don’t have to dance,” he reasons.

“I just need you there for show. I’ll handle all the details, down to your outfit.” “Still no.” If he thinks I’m going to help him out by being arm candy to make him look good, he’s delusional. “I’ll knock fifty years off our bargain if you go with me.” I pause. Now that is tempting.

“One hundred.” He smirks. “Seventy-five.” Locking eyes with him, I take a sip of water, forcing him to wait a few seconds for my answer. Anything to get under his skin. “Deal.” OceanofPDF.com ’m going to kill him.

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Copyright © 2025 Lyla Andrews All rights reserved. Formatted with Vellum OceanofPDF.com CONTENT WARNINGS Hello, lovely reader! The following paragraphs contain trigger warnings with context for those who may need them. This means there will be slight spoilers ahead. The FMC of this book struggles deeply with depression and suicidal ideation. She attempts suicide by cutting her wrists early in the book, and this scene is detailed.

She is in a physically and emotionally abusive marriage at the start of the story. Later, the FMC witnesses the death of a child in a hospital setting. She does not know or have any relation to this child. Multiple men try to harm the FMC throughout the story, including an attempted drugging (that she notices before it is successful), and sexual assault (groping; no penetration).

Lastly, the FMC kills and tortures multiple people throughout the story in detail. All spicy scenes between the FMC and MMC are fully consensual and non-violent. OceanofPDF.com For everyone who has felt powerless, afraid, and alone in a place that was supposed to be home. And for those who are fighting to take back that power.

OceanofPDF.com T PROLOGUE he dreams are always the same. I’m alone, but only for a moment. It’s not the sort of mundane loneliness I’ve become accustomed to that lingers like a dull ache in my chest. In my dreams, it’s a cold, numb emptiness that seeps everything from me until there’s nothing left. Until him. Before I see him, I feel him.

His presence holds an unimaginable magnetism, in both my dreams and in wakefulness, that draws me to him like a moth to flame. Dangerous, yet beautiful. In the dark—always in the dark—I scour the shadows for him, blindly reaching. Sometimes I’m in a massive warehouse where my steps echo against the concrete floors and the hallways seem to stretch and warp the longer I run.

Other times, I’m lost in the woods surrounded by a thick sea of trees that seem to whisper my name as I rush past them. No matter where I am, I’m searching frantically, driven by the gravity of his presence and his disembodied whispered words: “Find me.”

I’m trying, I want to scream, but the only sounds that come from my mouth are heaving breaths when I begin to run, desperately seeking him. My veins flood with adrenaline and trepidation, half of my mind helpless to resist the allure of the unknown while the other half rings with alarm bells.

He’s dangerous. It doesn’t help that whatever primal instinct cautioning me away from him is easy to push aside when reckless curiosity outweighs my will to live anyway.

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