Tortured Souls
Skylar
I’m angry. Always angry. It’s my default setting. The only thing that will satiate this wretched feeling inside me is revenge. I’ve become hyper-fixated only finding all the names on my list and eliminating them one by one. All those who hurt me in my life, they will feel the fury of a thousand deaths by my hand, and no one is going to get in my way. That is until the nosey King’s leader makes it his mission to keep an ever-watchful eye on me. Great.
Saxon
Skylar Sagan has my full and undivided attention. I’ve been watching her. Following her. Spying on her. From the moment she stepped foot in my town, I’ve become her own personal stalker. This is my club’s territory and she happens to be the daughter to my biggest rival, The Hellstorms. Of course, I would do my due diligence and keep tabs on her. What I wasn’t expecting, however, was her extra-curricular activities. Activities that just so happen to make her a well and seasoned serial killer. Who the hell is this girl?
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