Around The Clock

Around The Clock

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Ryder Davis has so many questions. Why are there alternate dimensions? Why is the Earth dying? Why isn't he human? Who is the mystery royal of this new magical realm? Who is he really? Being part of a prophecy is a lot of work and he doesn't even know if what he's doing is right. But with a whole team behind him and several newfound enemies, he has to fulfil his destiny even if none of them believe in fate. There are two roads he can go down and no one seems to know which path is the right one, so he'll have to make the decision by himself. Time is ticking, so they'll all have to race the clock. After all, midnight might be the darkest hour, but it's the time when stars shine brightest.
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