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Burn Archer
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Ongoing, First published Apr 19, 2018
[#1 Romance] [#1 Dystopian]

"What's the girl who's being hunted by the entire universe supposed to act like?" Reckless. That's what the handsome alien who I only met after running into a spaceship during an alien invasion calls me. But I think otherwise.

My name is Burn Archer and I'm living a dystopian nightmare. 

To the universe, I'm known as a walking bomb.
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