My heart pounded in my ears, and dread churned in the pit of my stomach.
The picture of Killian's marks on his torso, sides, and arms, the scars I had kissed yesterday and felt the rough edges of on my hand. I looked down at my hands.
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There are many things in this world that are still a mystery to me. I have been writing since I was 15, on and off. I try to sustain myself financially while doing what I love, but to strive financially, I often lose the drive to write the stories I enjoy and love. It would be my great honor to share my world of fiction, fantasy, and romance with you all. So if you love the stories I write, any support will be appreciated. With All the love ~Violet
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