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Marked by The Horsemen [1]
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Last published Mon, Mar 24, 2025
"As long as we make a promise to follow these rules," Riley sent a pointed look to Jules before continuing. "Nobody gets hurt."
Jason scoffed, moving to sit up in his seat once he gained everyone's attention. "No matter what we do, someone will always end up hurt, Riley. I mean, look at Angela for example, she followed the rules when she got picked, and now look at her."
I swallowed thickly as everyone in the circle turned to me, clearly focused on the scar that had been going diagonal across my entire face. I had gotten it when I first went through the trial. No amount of makeup would cover it, and I hated myself for ever being associated with that club.
The 7 fucking horsemen.
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