A Lovers Wrath

Mark 'Monarch' Visaly is a boxer, a barely legal boxer under the standards of the sports rules due to his lightly magic touched body, winning every fight seems to be the rule for him, not the exception. However he chews off more than he can swallow when he accidentally wins a fight he was meant to throw.

The results of which being a shattered kneecap that is unable to be treated due to the magic used to assault him, infecting not only his body but his very soul.

An injured soul, broken deal, and angry Cartel members who'll kill him as soon as look at him if they find out he's alive. However before he can worry about any of them he has to worry about him, and the damage to his soul that has caused his life to turn from acceptably shit, to outright hellish.

Sometimes to fix a soul, you need the help of something... greater.

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I am currently working, learning how to use digital artistry, and writing. Recently even finished up a 'good draft' on the book cover, which I am using now.

-The current 'draft' of the book is the rough draft, to put it mildly. I plan on rewriting most of the beginning and a few of the later chapters that I am unhappy with. The STORY will stay the same, if you read now you won't be missing information, there's just a few chapters that I feel are below my standards.