^hot^: The Legacy Of Hedonia: Forbidden Paradise

But this book… it purred .

“Day 47 of the Collapse of Eden. We didn't die from a virus or a bomb. We died from a lullaby. The Collective promised peace if we surrendered our tongues, our skin, our sweat. But in Hedonia, we kept the secret. We learned that pleasure is not the opposite of pain. It is pain’s echo. To feel one, you must beg for the other.” the legacy of hedonia: forbidden paradise

Kaelen looked down. The script was elegant, frantic, written in a substance that looked too dark to be ink. But this book… it purred