Of Blood and Tears
Maria Macdonald
They were all around me.
I was only a kid when I ran, still, I would have joined the circus as a clown just to escape the devil himself. My future wasn’t filled with rainbows and flowers, it was filled with death and torture. I was cleaning, just with a gun in my back pocket, instead of a duster.
To survive, I’d done it all.
Then he’d come along and I’d fallen into his world.
Ronin King.
Savior.
Monster.
Mine.
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