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Chronicles Of the Red Rose
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Ongoing, First published Jul 17
Adam Roséra is just a shy, awkward kid with big glasses, good grades, and no clue how to talk to girls-let alone ride a motorcycle.

Then one evening, he meets Alice: a cold-eyed biker girl with emerald hair, steel-rimmed glasses, and a past she won't talk about. She knows his name, she rides like a ghost, and she's clearly hiding something... something dangerous.

When Adam gets caught in a gang ambush meant for her, his quiet life unravels fast. Now he's learning to fight, to ride, and to survive. But the more time he spends with Alice, the more he starts to change-and the deeper he falls into a world of bloodlines, violence, and secrets tied to his own family.
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