The Eyes Of Layla
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On Layla's sixteenths birthday she began to feel different. As in like a new surge of power had hit her. When out of nowhere she started to glow many different colors. She hadn't told anyone of her powers and she doesn't know how to control them.
What happens when her family finds out and send her to a school where she can learn to control her powers before its to late?
What happens when she finds her little sister there who was supposed to be missing?
What will she do when she takes notice to the quiet kids that nobody talks to?
Will she choose love over power or power over love?
But what happens if she chooses both?
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