Sociopath
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I came to Hemlock Grove in hopes of escaping the trouble that seemed to follow me wherever I went. It was supposed to be a safe haven, but it began feeling like some kind of feverish nightmare. It all started with him. A green eyed boy with a cold facade and a casual death grip on all who happened across his path. It all ended with him. A cold touch and the tears of an angel.
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Birdie has spent her whole life behind glass-observed, tested, studied like something fragile. When Olivia Godfrey brings her home, everyone assumes Birdie is just another broken thing for the Godfreys to parade around. But Hemlock Grove is a town built on secrets, and Birdie can feel them pressing against her skin the moment she arrives. The whispers follow her everywhere: the wolf in the woods, the creature that tears people apart. But the monster Birdie fears isn't outside. It's the one waking under her ribs- light as breath, hollow as bone, hungry in a way she doesn't have a name for. And as the body count rises, Birdie realizes something terrifying: Monsters recognize their own. Hollow bones don't stay empty for long.

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