In Secrets We Trust Series

They were all of those things - A mirage of love splattered on a gritty canvas. Painting distorted figures chasing empty hearts.

Dark romances of survival.

Quaking hearts burning slow.

A ruse branded by greed’s honeycomb sweetness and betrayal’s tang.

Weary souls with different intentions cross paths, building sandcastles, leaving footprints of chaos. Lust turns into infatuation. Infatuation into possession. In this game of love vs. manipulation, only a few will remain standing.