Broken Arrow (En Cours)
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Last published Thu, Apr 23, 2020
Hope Sanders, une jeune fille à l'apparence singulière se voit obligée de retourner dans sa ville natale. Le lieu qu'elle a été forcée de quitter à sa naissance.
Avant même son arrivée, des choses inexplicables se produisent autour d'elle.
Parviendra t'elle à découvrir le secret de sa naissance ainsi que celui de ses origines ?
Qui sont réellement ses parents et pourquoi l'ont ils abandonnée ?
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