Burnt Ashes.
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Death. Death happens every minute of every day, you would think you would slip away peacefully, but not in this world,- of the underworld, were vampires, werewolf's and any other ethereal creature can lurk the earth without a worry. But the slaves have no choice. slaves work for them, the underworlds, and May was one of them who is trying to get out!!! But how can she when the door is locked and love gets in the way? I'm sorry I changed the blurb, but I personally think this one is better. please do not copy right, this is all my own work and I did a lot of research on this so please do not copyright it is illegal.
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