Dante Ralik: 1 book

Ebony, Ebony. Are you ok? I heard you scream. Ebony slowly begins to stir. Her mother stands over her with a concerned look on her face. Ebony sits up and rubs the lengthy scar on her right forearm. What a dream. I havent dreamt of how I got this scar in years. Ebony groggily looks at her mother....