In a world new to soulmarks, the dust hasn’t truly settled. Scott falls into the “other,” the category they call “blank,” destined to be nothing more than an also-ran (if he ever runs at all). He can’t pretend he’s made peace with that but he’s casting his net wide to ease the loneliness, collecting bands like some people collect baseball cards as he searches for something that feels like home.
At a rock club in a bad part of town, he meets someone.
Scott doesn’t have a mark.
But he has a bad idea…
A paranormal romance novella of 30,000 words.
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