<p>Monsters are real.</p><p><br></p><p>When I was five years old, I watched my mother take her last breath-a breath three monsters stole from her.</p><p><br></p><p>I never chose this life. My father says it's my birthright, but all I see is a curse. It's because of the Kelly name my mum was slain by the Doyles-our enemies in Dublin, the fellas livin' on borrowed time. </p><p><br></p><p>All of Belfast fears my family, especially me. I'm Puck Kelly, otherwise known as Punky; the lad ye don't want to double cross. &nbsp;</p><p><br></p><p>I don't do feelings or emotions. I never have...until <em>she </em>walks into my world.</p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">Babydoll is a liar and a thief, but I can't stay away. We both thrive in the darkness because that's where our demons can play.</span></p><p><br></p><p>No word af a lie, sixteen years later, those monsters still haunt my dreams. But every monster is scared of somethin'...and that somethin' is me.</p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">No more hiding in the shadows because I'm huntin' youse. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">Run, wee monsters, run.</span></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><br></p>