Ven (V Games #2)

by Ker Dukey

She is beauty and grace wrapped in vines of chaos. She is my rose.

I’m a rose to them. Delicate and sweet. Too bad I’ll make them all bleed when they discover I have many sharp thorns.

My vines are thorny and tangled and never-ending. I’ll suffocate them all. Watch them bleed in my grip. A beautiful, delicate rose on the surface, but a vicious monster underneath.

All the while, forgetting when you dare to grasp the rose, you must be prepared to bleed for the thorns.

grief is a torturous entity that manifests within us and grows darker with each stab of pain you feel.

Sometimes, it’s okay to be the broken princess in a tower waiting for her prince. Especially when her prince is a dark one. A violent entity who devours her entire being. Then, she doesn’t feel so broken. She feels empowered.