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Faceless [H.S]
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Last published Mon, Aug 19, 2024
"Use your big girl words. Do I scare you, my Vixen?"
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Metallic masks with slits at the mouth.
All black attire.
Vicious attacks.
Meet Faceless.
A violent gang that believes they are helping the world. Ridding it of its evil. Making it a better place.
Stripper poles.
Wads of money.
Glittery high heels with fringe.
Meet Valerie.
A sultry stripper who works in the city that never sleeps.
What happens when these two things come together?
And how much longer could she keep running from her past until it catches up to her?
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