{"id":257573,"date":"2026-07-13T15:37:41","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T12:37:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/dangerous-haven-l-pierce-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T15:37:41","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T12:37:41","slug":"dangerous-haven-l-pierce-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/dangerous-haven-l-pierce-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Dangerous Haven – L Pierce (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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How did you not know them?” “That’s a lot of questions, little tornado.” “Help me make it make sense,” London pleads. “We’re not blood-related,” I confess. “Well, Ivy and Seven are. They are twins. But the rest of us, there’s no blood relation.” “But you call each other brother and sister.” I run my hand through my hair, unsure of how much of this I want to share with her. Any other time, I’d clam up and not say a word, but the back-to-back shots have my inhibitions and my lips feeling a bit loose.<\/p>\n

“We grew up in foster care together. We bounced from house to house but would always end up back together in the group home. We were the only constants in each other’s lives, and after a while, we started looking out for one another. I guess a sort of unspoken bond formed, and it turned into something stronger than a blood connection. We made a pact to be there for each other and the rest is history.” “Interesting,” is all London responds and I hate that I can’t read her mind to fully grasp what she’s thinking about my admission.<\/p>\n

I grow uncomfortable in my skin at having told her all that information and shift in my seat. “What about you? Tell me about your parents.” “They’re both dead.” It’s not that I expected that to be her answer, but I don’t find myself at all surprised. I guess neither one of us is a stranger to losing someone. “What happened?” I ask even though I know damn well it isn’t my place to.<\/p>\n

It must be the alcohol talking at this point. “My father killed my mother when I was three years old.” My mouth goes dry and I’m not sure what to do with my hands other than reach out and place them around London’s, cupping them in a way that begs for her to understand that I’m here.<\/p>\n

She stares blankly, her eyes shifting back and forth, lost in a memory.<\/p>\n

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The contents of this book contain graphic material meant for mature audiences. Some situations and scenes are triggering, and I urge you to read through this list of triggers and make sure this book is suitable for you. Parental abuse, human trafficking, suicidal ideation, catcalling, disrespect of boundaries, abused bodily image, alluded abused woman, mention of a dead parent, parental abuse, misogynistic men, death, alluded murder, foster system, broken bones from abuse, battered body, family feud, hemophobia and germophobia, armed robbery, murder and secrets, significant other death mentioned, drug use mentioned, mental trauma, PTSD, breaking and entering, assault, alcoholism, stalking, and explicit spicy scenes.<\/p>\n

For a more comprehensive list of WHERE the triggers are located (spoilers), please visit https:\/\/www.lunapierce.com\/triggerwarnings OceanofPDF.com Copyright \u00a9 2024 by L. Pierce, Luna Pierce, and Kate Myers All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.<\/p>\n

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Book Cover Design by \u00a9 Suzi Antoinette Photo by Michelle Lancaster Editing by Rumi Khan Proofing by Tiffany Hernandez First Edition 2024 ISBN 978-1-957238-30-2 (paperback) ISBN 978-1-957238-21-0 (hardback) ASIN B0CQ8S24FY (ebook) OceanofPDF.com \u201cLights, camera, bitch smile, in stilettos for miles.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2014 Taylor Swift OceanofPDF.com To anyone who ever had to look in the mirror and fake a smile to get through the day\u2026this one\u2019s for you. Oh, and anyone who simps over tattooed, 6\u20195\u201d grumpy billionaires in gray sweatpants\u2026 OceanofPDF.com T Chapter 1 London he first man who ever hurt me was my father. Some of the scars he left behind have faded, some trigger people to gasp and ask what happened.<\/p>\n

Some are so fresh that only time will tell the permanent mark that will remain once the wounds close, and the skin shifts from a raised purple to soft pink. But some, some of them will haunt me long after he’s been buried six feet under.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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