# The Survivor's Circle

Author: Evan Mercer
Site: ReadNovelHub
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Genre: Mafia-Dark-Romance

## World
The creature retreats from Mark's burned hand, but leaves a bloody handprint on the wall pointing straight to the support group's address—it knows where they meet.

## Tropes
- Billionaire Romance
- Dark Romance
- Mafia & Dark Romance
- Urban War Hero & Secret Billionaire
- Cyberpunk & Sci-Fi
- Mafia-Dark-Romance
- Urban-WarHero-Tycoon
- Cyberpunk-SciFi

## FAQ
### What is The Survivor's Circle about?
The creature retreats from Mark's burned hand, but leaves a bloody handprint on the wall pointing straight to the support group's address—it knows where they meet.

### Who is the author of The Survivor's Circle?
The Survivor's Circle is written by Evan Mercer. Read Chapter 1 free on ReadNovelHub.

### Is The Survivor's Circle a Billionaire Romance story?
Yes. The Survivor's Circle is tagged for Billionaire Romance, Dark Romance readers looking for North American romance-fantasy tropes.

### Can I read The Survivor's Circle Chapter 1 for free?
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### What happens at the start of The Survivor's Circle?
"Mark Chen?" The intercom crackled. I stared at the button like it was a live grenade. "Who's asking?" "My name's Amy Russell." The voice was rough. Scared. "I got a note that said you'd help me.

## Chapter 1 teaser
### The Box

"Mark Chen?" The intercom crackled. I stared at the button like it was a live grenade. "Who's asking?" "My name's Amy Russell." The voice was rough. Scared. "I got a note that said you'd help me. It said if I didn't come tonight I was dead by morning." I looked back at my kitchen counter. At the box. At the seven files spread across the Formica. At the photo of Amy Russell clipped inside the first folder—brown hair in a ponytail, eyes that looked like they hadn't slept in years. The same woman whose voice was coming through my intercom right now. "I'm coming up," she said. "Don't lock the door." The intercom cut off. I should've locked it. I should've thrown the box out the window and pretended this whole thing never happened. But my hand was already cramping and the scar on my palm felt hot for the first time in three years. Twenty minutes ago, the box showed up. No return address. No shipping label. Just my name in block letters across brown paper and twine that looked like it came from somebody's grandmother's attic. I knew better. Three years clean and I'd learned the rules. Don't answer weird calls. Don't follow strangers who know your real name. Don't open packages that smell like they've been somewhere else. This one smelled like smoke and old leather. I opened it anyway. Seven keys on a ring. Old brass. The kind that opened doors with actual keyholes. Under the keys, a stack of file folders. And on top, a note card. Block letters. Black ink. *You run it or they die.* I'd picked up the key ring. Heavy. The keys were all different sizes. One of them caught the light and I saw the mark burned into the brass. A circle with a line through it. Same mark that was burned into my left palm. Same mark from the summoning circle three years ago. The one where a woman in a w

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