They say ink’s just decoration. Art. Identity. A little meaning if you squint hard enough.

But my ink bites back.

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It binds demons to flesh and brands secrets where no one dares look. My tattoos aren’t accessories—they’re weapons. Contracts written in blood, protection spells whispered in languages older than sin. Wards that don’t sleep even when I do.

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I was raised by imps in Pandemonium’s gutters and apprenticed under a tattooist who might be older than angels. Baltimore taught me how to fight, but Salem’s where I’ll bleed to find out why my mother died—and who’s been rewriting my life like a bad play.

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Now I’ve got a cursed glyph under my ribs courtesy of the Crimson Fold, a Codex fragment whispering stage directions, and a Jeep that runs smoother through Hell than it ever did on I-83.

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There’s a cult in the walls, a Broker war brewing, and someone out there casting me in a role I never auditioned for.

But I don’t follow scripts. I ink my own lines.

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Ink speaks. Blood remembers. And me? I’m the witch they call when the pact goes bad.

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Hell’s Broker is more than a story — it’s a contract sealed in ink and blood, forged between you and the strange, haunted world of Larissa Sabine Osborn.

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