Eutony °•° Book 1 A collection of poems from various talented poets on Wattpad. Consists your favorite styles in poetry. Discovering poets across the planet of Wattpad. | Members & Non-Member Poets | The cover is designed by @paracosmic_being (Ash) Note: This book is only published in wattpad. If you find it in any other site, please do not read there as it could contain harmful malware. Read this book only in Wattpad.com or the wattpad app.

Marseille Reneau would stop at nothing to make sure he gets revenge for his father's death but what would happen when it turns out that his mother is involved in his father's death? The one person he could've sworn loved both him and his father. The same person he was so sure he once loved. ******* "You are not my madre and I am not your hijo " i clench my knuckles tight to the point they were beginning to shake, "it's funny how after everything you did to me, you still expect me to call you madre " I choose my words carefully not wanting to say anything that would expose her in front of everyone. "I said I'm sorry" she sniffs, "please forgive me" "You think that it's easy?" I throw death glare at her, "you think that after everything you did, you just show up and say you're sorry and expect me to forgive you?" I sneer. "Hijo, there's not a single day that I live without regret, guilt and shame because of what I did to you, I was-I was" she pauses and when it looks as if she wouldn't continue I yell at her, "You were what, Martina?" I growl. "I was hurt, okay my-" she says and my eyes widen on their own accord. She was hurt? "You know you have a very interesting way you express your pain, Martina" I guffaw, even surprised that with everything going on I am still able to laugh. "You're really despicable and pathetic, you know that?" I say through gritted teeth to show how disgusted I am by her.

If you're a happy person, better stay away from this depressing af poetry book. And to those of you who relate to my poems...I'm sorry...I'm sorry we had to go through this shit :( (cover is not mine)