December 4
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  • Reads 1,590
  • Votes 333
  • Parts 15
  • Time 1h 13m
Ongoing, First published Sep 22, 2024
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"They say love is felt most when lost" 

The killer thinks of all of them as one thing, his flowers. 

Esme is just an ordinary girl growing up with an abusive mother, but what happens when she suddenly becomes the next target of the killer?

She has to figure out who the killer is before she loses more than she has, with an suspicious Oliver and mysterious Lilian... 

It seems not all hope is lost yet.....

• Excerpt from Book 

"And, What is the MO of the killer? Do you even know that?" I asked, frustration evident in my voice.

"The killer leaves behind flowers on his victims graves, Flowers sharing the same meaning as the victims names. He said writing down the word flowers with the red pen before making a circle around it. 

"It's the proof of the killer, left by himself." He continued, determination and something else shining in his eyes.


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Started - 22/9/24
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