Honey and Bruises (one shots)
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Last published Wed, May 21, 2025
In a world where love burns between kisses and scars, each story is a promise of fire. When the girls you love break you, you're never sure what's left: the sweetness of honey or the pain of the marks left in the shadows. A collection of tales where passion is irreversible, hearts are shattered, and secrets are never truly forgotten.
Get ready to feel, to fall, to rise. But nothing will ever be the same again
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