Yootifully
"I'll hold onto you, my black rose, even if your thorns bleed me dry."
Bound by passion and tainted by pain, their love was as alluring and deadly as a black rose. Each turn of the lost pages reveals secrets that threaten to unravel the fragile bond they share. In the end, will they endure, or will they wither like the thorns they tried to hold?
Note:
This is an extended version of Black Rose, which was my previous shorter story and I'm publishing a longer one upon request.
Cover credits: @Seamlesslove