Kill for you
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Ongoing, First published Sep 27
London Chloe Connor is a 23 year old author who mainly rights murder mysteries from the murders prospective. She's a New York bestselling author as well. When the murders she came up with and published start getting recreated in her small town in North Carolina things take a dark turn. Police ask her to help track down the murder since she wrote how to get away with it. While looking she finds Noah Lynn Darling, a 24 year old man who works in a small cafe on the corner. Something's off about him. He's always reading one of her books. As they slowly get closer and possibly fall in love, Will London find out who did it? Or will these murders be left unsolved? Will her relationship with Noah come to an end because she's consumed by helping the police to make sure she doesn't look guilty? Or will she be arrested for murders she didn't commit?
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