"You know tattoos hold secrets." She whispered as she traced the black ink on my chest with her finger
"So what secrets are you hiding?"
In which two powerful people come together to protect what they want. Money.
"You know tattoos hold secrets." She whispered as she traced the black ink on my chest with her finger
"So what secrets are you hiding?"
In which two powerful people come together to protect what they want. Money.
This is a book full of poetry I wrote myself, so I ask that no one steals it. As you can tell by the cover and the name it is dark so don't complain that I didn't warn you. Although I still write poe...