Ink under the skin
Lucien Vale never spoke in class, never laughed, never stayed after the bell. He sat in the far back of the lecture hall like a shadow someone forgot to erase — black coat, silver ring, eyes that never seemed to rest on anything except her - Bella.At first she assumed coincidence. Until she noticed he was always there. The same aisle in the bookstore. Across the street when she left work. A figure under the flickering lamp outside her apartment at 2:17 a.m. He never approached her. He only watched. And strangely… she never felt afraid.Then there was Ethan. Ethan Marais had been Bella best friend since childhood — the boy who fixed her bicycle, carried her groceries, and memorized the way she took her coffee. He had loved her for years in a steady, patient way. Everyone knew it. Two kinds of love standing in the same room. One soft and pleading. One silent and possessive. Bella never chose she loved them both so she broke her own heart by not choosing either. They never let her go thou.
About Ink under the skin
Lucien Vale never spoke in class, never laughed, never stayed after the bell. He sat in the far back of the lecture hall like a shadow someone forgot to erase — black coat, silver ring, eyes that never seemed to rest on anything except her - Bella.At first she assumed coincidence. Until she noticed he was always there. The same aisle in the book...Read more