Fear the Reapers by Jessa Halliwell

The sacrificial lamb for her stepfather’s sins.
She foolishly traded her life for his.
One look at her and we knew she didn’t belong.
Beautiful. Innocent. Good.
Everything a world like ours would devour.
If we were better men, we’d let her go.
But my brothers and I are sinful bastards,
And she may be the closest thing to heaven we’ll ever get to taste.
We’ll dominate, manipulate, and make use of our little toy…
Until she inevitably breaks, as most porcelain dolls do.
Once we’re through with her, our good girl won’t just be broken…
She’ll be utterly destroyed.