β Scribed by Rose, Emery
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Gifted artist. Drug addict. A beautiful liar with the soul of a poet.
Connor Vincent.
Once upon a time, my foolish heart believed that my love would be strong enough to fix him.
How very wrong I was.
We soared to the greatest heights and crashed to the lowest depths together.
Starting over wasnt possible.
Yet here he was, heart in hand, asking for another chance.
Only a fool would agree.
But when it comes to Connor, Ive always been a fool.
My muse. My bluebird of happiness. The cunning thief who stole my heart.
Ava Christensen had been the best thing in my life, but I ruined us.
One more chance to get it right.
I would show her that Ive changed. Im not hell-bent on self-destruction anymore. I wont be careless with her. Not again.
This time everything will be different.
But once again my past catches up to me, and Ill have to prove that Im stronger than my addiction. Stronger than my secrets and lies. Strong enough to be the man she deserves.
No more secrets. No more lies.
They say that truth is beauty theyre lying.
Library : Romance
Universes : Beautiful [02]
Formats : EPUB
ISBN : 9781719989831
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