My name is Aoife (Ee-fah) but my friends call me "E", I’m six foot three, auburn wavy hair to my ass and cat-like amber eyes. I’m not as much of a stunner as the rest of my friends, but when I do
myself up, I’m at least an 8. I don’t have the bombshell curves my gorgeous best friend Vi, has... but I got a decent rack and the best ass in town. Combined with a bad-ass style sense, and a
fighter’s personality, I pull off that bad girl look better than anyone I know. I am a tattoo artist, covered in ink. I tinker with my old Indian motorcycle and my Rubicon jeep. One more thing, I
am a witch... what I like to call an "ink witch" I can spell my tattoos. But now, my magic seems to be killing me. Can I learn to control it before it burns me out from the inside?
Note: This book is a first draft and literally gets dropped into here before I start any revisions!
