A Beautiful Monster

A Beautiful Monster

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"I'm a monster. Even you can't change that." Straight out of heaven. That's where i fell. ------------------------- 21 year old Nova Young has grown up in tragedy. She has faced her families death, her friends and her own. Over time the girl she once saw in the mirror became a drifting memory, nothing more. She has a chance to save herself and learn about who she is or what she is. Kaiden James, a complicated guy with an even more complicated past. He helps when he can but for some reason, he can't help her. He's cold, distant, virtually mirroring her own behaviour but when they need each other will they want it or not?
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