Murder, An Act of Passion
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Last published Mon, Aug 29, 2016
For every crime-story lover...
This is "Murder, An Act of Passion"!
Please, take a deep breath and a huge step into this weird and wrong world of murder and blood.
Take a look into the minds of the criminals (see what I did there? "Criminal Minds", not funny? But really though).
Follow your favorite detective Elenor Quinn (and her friends) from Texas through the dark streets of Houston...
Ladies and gentlemen this is my comeback after "Normal Is Boring"!
I'll try to upload every week. ;)
Credits to @_underneath for the awesome cover. Thank you very much bae !
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