Pretty Little Dolls - La série

Benny loves his pretty little dolls. As long as they do exactly as they're told. He keeps them perfect by brushing their hair and gives them pretty dresses to wear. He likes to toy with them late at night. One so timid but the other likes to fight. When his favorite doll runs away... despite the other doll promising to stay, his heart becomes broken and he can't help but cry. He wants her back home or his pretty little doll must die. Have you ever had to make a decision that haunts you every single day for the rest of your life…the life you stole back? I have. I ran for my survival, rocks and twigs cutting into the soles of my feet, my lungs burning and screaming for rest, every muscle tensed and fighting along with me for existence. I left her. I ran, ran, ran—from Benny and his lone, pretty little doll—until I couldn’t remember where to find them again. I’m sorry.

Benny had a dolly who was sick, sick, sick. Just like him, his dolly needed darkness as a fix, fix, fix. So they tormented and hunted and played tricks, tricks, tricks. Together their sins a lethal mix, mix, mix. Until Benny missed his dolly who was lost, lost, lost. He needed to find her and love her at any cost, cost, cost. Not wanting him and his dolly to be alone, lone, lone. He made plans to bring his dirty dolly, home, home, home. Have you ever touched another’s soul with the essence of your own, breathed them in so they become apart of you? I have. Finally starting to live, feel and fall in love, amongst all the chaos surrounding me. Dropping my guard and letting another into my heart. I left my soul open. I left my heart open. I left the door open. And he stole me. Dillon…I’m sorry.

Benny, broken, hurting, and alone Lost his dolly, his love, his home. Injured and searching, reborn anew, He finds himself befriended by one who’s true. Learning about the world, urges, and lust. Finding a new future, a new dolly, is a must. Then out of old pain, fresh prospects come to life, Benny’s sick mind summons him, so his hand takes the knife. Have you ever been so lost that you became a shadow? Lurking but not living. Existing in the background where no one notices you. My doll betrayed me, killed me in more ways than she realized. I'm watching, waiting, wanting. One day soon she’ll give me back what she took away… it’s funny how life works that way.

The final book in the Pretty Little Dolls Series. Betrayal and rage, a festering sting. Monster vs Master. Who will be king? Damaged and desperate, a solution they must find, To bring back the dolly who is one of a kind. Disloyalty and failure will not be forgiven. Seeking revenge, the monster is driven. Hungry for his affection, our master has waited. These broken dollies lives have already been fated. The storm is upon us, the chaos raining down, Now that the big players have come to town. Who will come out breathing with their prize by their side? And who will be collateral damage along for the ride?