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I didn't eat people. Just men.

First of all, I'd like to set the record straight. I wasn't a cannibal, ʼkay?

I didn't eat people. Just men. I ate their hearts out before they ever saw me coming. Figuratively, of course. Most of the time.

Sometimes a girl had to do what a girl had to do. And sometimes what I had to do was fry those suckers up with a little bit of buttermilk and enough shortening to give ya coronary.

I wouldn't ever apologize for it.

Which was something else you should know about me. I was unapologetic. Then again, so was he. Else the hotshot with a blade bigger than his d*ck wouldn't have barged his way into my little apartment without so much as a "my bad, sorry for disturbing you, ma'am."

And I wouldn't have been forced to tie him to a chair and teach him some manners. But here we are, ain't we?

Just a sweet little Southern girl and the big bad pickle-diddler who thought he was about to get his rocks off.

Guess it wasn't his lucky day. Sure was mine, though.

Eat Your Heart Out is a dark standalone novella with a HEA. Please heed the trigger warnings at the beginning of the book.