Lily Tiburon Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Her nails—red, chipped, screamin’ “I don’t care”—tap the counter. I’m like, “Girl, you’re a mess, but I respect the hustle.” Reminds me of that line, “Love, where’s thy root?”—‘cause hers sure ain’t in one place! She’s smirkin’, tossin’ cash like it’s dirty anyway. Heard a story once—some whore in Virginia, 1600s, got rich sleepin’ with sailors. Bet this chick’s ancestors, heh! She’s livin’ that legacy, struttin’ out, leavin’ chaos behind.

Migraine by Almayrah Tiburon / translated by Diandra Macarambon

Tiburón is a criminal and a member of the Colombian gang. Warning, the following may contain spoilers. Tiburón was part of a six-man hit team led by Jefe, who are tipped off by an inside .

Man, ya gotta hit the local diner at 5th. Great grub and rad staff. I meme on my breaks; no filter. Sometimes, I nearly spill coffee on my suit—oops, clumsy me, haha!

Serving up aces: Tiburon literary agent, poker buff three-peats as 65-plus tennis champ