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The Insomniac and the Dreamer

The Insomniac and the Dreamer

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Romance
Things are calm in the kingdom of Thespiae. Unnaturally calm. A calm administered through the pills every citizen in the kingdom takes. Nyx knows that this sedated calm isn't right or fair and she as the leader of an infamous rebel group known as The Insomnia will do everything necessary to wake the citizens of the kingdom from their sedated state. She and her second in command, Aither, have the perfect plan to finally compete the main goal of The Insomnia. But what happens when the plan to kidnap the king goes wrong? This story contains some occasional language and some very very fan servicey scenes. I will write a warning around those scenes if that stuff makes you uncomfortable. I hope you enjoy my book.
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