Daughter of Hell

Daughter of Hell

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I thought I was already in hell. Turns out I’m only at its gates. My name is Layla Aberforth. I am 15 years old. And my father is Hades. Fifteen years ago, my father decided to take a little stroll on earth. He met my mother, got her nice and knocked up, and then left her to raise devil spawn all on her own. Now, the demons of the pit are threatening to break free from the chains that have bound them for millennia. Dark forces are pressing on Hell’s gates, fighting their way out of their prisons and into the world above. There is only one way for both worlds to survive: I have to become a warrior.
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