I felt myself on the rise when reality dealt me such a severe blow that I could not even imagine, forcing me to face the hell on earth that my life had become. The ghosts and demons that once lived on the pages of best-selling books from my pen have now entered my thoughts, enslaving my mind day after day. She was incredibly beautiful, and I was drawn to her with fantastic force. She became my breath when I lost the ability to breathe. She became my hope when I was almost in despair. She became my muse when I lost all inspiration. But it didn't bode well, at least in my world. As soon as autumn ends, and the endless days of winter tear off all the foliage and the winds blow away, her care and trembling soul will also disappear. Soon they too will be taken from me, and my heart will remain as lifeless as these once majestic trees. But despite the fact that autumn is ending, it remains, giving me the strength to face the cold, dark winter of my past, revealing secrets and lies that could form the basis of a novel. Only they were not fiction, this was my reality - a reality that I would not wish even on my worst enemy.

+18 (the book contains obscene language and scenes of a sexual nature)