What if tattoos just randomly appeared on our skin at key points in our lives, life changing points that imprint on your soul, and you have to figure out what they mean.
Lexi is 18 years old, she keeps to herself. S
he doesn't want to subject anyone to her messed up life, her mother is a drunk who abuses her, her ex was the same. She has already had two tattoos appear and not for good reasons. She's tired and doesn't know how much more she can take until five guys turn up and refuse to let her fight by herself. Will she fight against everything she's been taught, trust them, except their help and finally know what it feels like not to be alone or will she refuse and continue to try and fight on her own?
This is a reverse harem.