Aurora Costello.
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Book one of the Costello series
"He held me underwater and every time I was beginning to drown he'd briefly let me up for air, and then he'd suffocate me all over again."
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Its all well and good having motivation and dedication, but without a backstory? The dedication means shit.
I've had a life straight from a horror story. Mix in 10 brothers, a loving set of parents, cousins, grandparents, best friends, a 7'0ft Mexican god and the reign of the underworld and let's see where I end up.
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