Violinist (CENTURIES series: Book #4)
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  • Reads 5,157,988
  • Votes 273,908
  • Parts 36
  • Time 6h 16m
Complete, First published Jan 26, 2016
Mature
"What would you like me to play; The violin or your pussy?"

• • •

He lived on the street. They called him a tramp. He slept with trash and found his meals in the garbage. Nobody knew who he was. 

Melody knew the moment she met him, something about him was off. Something about him was missing. 

Impassive and unpredictable, he always lurked around, his hulking figure a wandering question mark on the streets of New York. 

But give him a violin and watch him play...
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