Isn't this the question most ask after losing a loved one? Are they in Heaven or Hell or stuck in between? Do they remain the same as they did when they where living, breathing and well? Or did they take on the appearance of their injuries? Are they looking down at us and watching the end of our lives play out? Do they replay their own lives and point out their mistakes to others all the while laughing and joking? Do they stop others from making the same mistakes they did in their prime? Do they miss us? Do they remember us? Do they regret leaving us? Are they still the same? Are they happy or sad? We may never know. Until now....

Josh was tired of all the nerdy girl and bad boy love stories that you tend to see EVERYWHERE. They were the cheesiest, most cliché things he could think of and coming across anything relative to one made him sick. He was tired of it! But what happens when he finds his own bad boy? Maybe he was just jealous of the nerdy girls all along...

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade