Mist Falls

Mist Falls

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What happens when you family is killed because of you and you have to move in with your older brother who loves you but you have lost all hope, what happens when things start to go bump in the night ? What happens when not only the living haunt you but also the dead? Can my brothers friends unlock my heart and find away to save me from both the living and the dead or will I let the dead have me ? BTW : trigger warnings I claim all the rights to this book as well as the characters, they belong to me Miss Avril K Hughes Thank You for talking the time to read this will be the first in the series. And please be nice this is my first go at any book :) Monday Updates
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