Bleeding Violet [Rewriting]
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  • Reads 1,442
  • Votes 35
  • Parts 17
  • Time 3h 8m
Ongoing, First published Jul 13, 2021
Mature
[WARNING: This book contains graphic violence, strong language, drug use, and brief mentions of suicide]
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Violet Juarez thought she had finally escaped. She thought she had hidden herself well enough to finally be free, but her past is catching up to her. He is catching up to her. So she must choose between hiding to save herself or fighting to save those she cares about. However, Violet has never been one to back down when it comes to her loved ones, even if it means she is to fight alone.

But maybe Violet's not as alone as she first thought.
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