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Complete, First published Sep 16, 2019
"What happens to a seventeen-year-old Aria, when she enters a bizarre book?"

Aria Jones, a lonely girl who is bullied and humiliated in school after her mother disappeared in mysterious silence.
She wouldn't know that her world would go upside down for her on a rainy stormy  night. When she went to the basement of her house and found a worn book that was left carelessly on the dusty floor.
She enters the book without leaving any trace behind her, going to the unknown.  Aria wakes up there to find herself on an island she never heard of its name before, an island that never exists in the real world.
Either she'll save the island and return to her world or fail the mission and lose her life.
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