...or be nothing worth. Oh, but she was a liar, and she was a very good one. No one could play the game the same way, no one could ever hope to match her. Half-truths, white lies, black lies, all falling from blood red lips and smirking in poison green eyes.
Rated: T - English - Mystery/Fantasy - Chapters: 2 - Words: 4,470 - Reviews: 23 - Favs: 94 - Follows: 167 - Updated: 7/20 - Published: 7/9 - Harry P., Fay D., Belphegor, Varia