Ink (On Hold)
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Last published Thu, Dec 4, 2014
It’s similar to tattoos but hey aren’t permanent - only covering her arms, like sleeves. Skylar Nightly was born with a strange power. If someone makes physical contact with her, skin on skin, that night all their memories and secrets are written in pitch black writing on her arms. Just as simple as that.
She has never abused her power in any way, she just used it to get to know people and now it is needed for another purpose. The group Skylar works with are intent on finding out what Nathan Blackwell, one of the most powerful people in the world, is planning.
Just one touch, just a little brush of skin is all she needs. However, she soon finds that it's easier said than done.
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