Golden Tips, Red Drips

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He doesn't offer love. He grants a golden madness.We've been sold a hollow myth of dimples and a chubby baby face. The true Cupid is no cherub; he is a gilded plague. His arrows don't spark romance; they carry a fever that rots the mind. There is no grace in his archery, only the copper tang of blood and a fixation so violent it consumes everything it touches.In this forgotten chapter of the Hellenistic world, the God of love and desire stalks the streets of Rome with a quiver full of poison. There is no mercy in his archery, only a silent, creeping rot that turns lovers into monsters. This is the true story of "Love Day"; a terror lost to the archives of time, where the greatest threat isn't hate, but the golden madness of a god.

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Pagina's: 94, Editie: Large type / Large print, Paperback, Marley O