He doesn't write stories. He builds empires with words and burns them down just to watch you beg for more. Half sinner, half storyteller, he crafts kings who kill for love and monsters who kiss like gods. Behind every chapter is a promise: you'll fall, hard...and you won't want to be saved.
You thought mafia bad boys were trouble? Wait until you meet the one holding the stylus like a weapon, sketching secrets on an iPad with the same precision he'd use to steal your heart... and maybe your soul."
Other guys write for fun. He writes to haunt you. His books leave bruises on your soul, cravings in your chest, and thoughts you'll never admit out loud. 抖阴社区 might not be ready for him, but the girls? Oh, they never forget his name after one read.
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