Blood Ink
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Última publicación sáb, jun 9, 2018
"I know what you are thinking! 'Blood Ink? is this a horror book?!' but NOOOO It's quiet comical if you ask me. Warning it does have a lot of cussing in it and a few inappropriate things but if you're above the age of 15 I think you'll be OK. So basically it's about a 8 year old girl Named Trinity Lilo. After her dad died in a mysterious car crash she wanted to know what had caused the lights she saw before it happened. She found a Diary in her dad's attic but found that it was mostly empty. But soon though she began to find out that it wan't as empty as she thought.
dun...dun.. DUN!
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