Blood and Chaos

We thought the games were over, but they've only just begun... She was the puppet. He pulled the strings. Now the death toll is rising, what could this mean? It was all a game. Of feelings. Of pain. Death is just an illusion, or so they say. She was just a pawn on a piece of his demented board. But there's only one question left to settle the score…Can dead people really stay dead?Ficção / Literatura Estrangeira / Romance