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Soaring (Soaring Saga #1)

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Parts 20
Time 3h 32m

NOTE: I HAVE PARTS OF THIS ON QUOTEV AS WELL, THIS IS NOT STOLEN.
Cover Art credit to one of my best friends, °6°Raven°6°/forgetusernames!!
'I was running fast. Away from the city, away from the possibility of more wacko Felines within. I was actually FREE, ready to leap into the air with my feathered wings open wide, then soar to the mountaintops. I got to the summit of the hill, and that's when I saw something. Or... someone?' Cirocco Arellano was very different from other people. Very different in more ways than one. She has wings on her back, and she can sometimes hear or see things her friends can't. When some shady-seeming character shows up at school, Cirocco knows somethings wrong, and flees her foster home. But little did she know how much danger and adventure was waiting for her outside her home. Now she must brave new lands, uncover family secrets, discover her new skills (and limitations), and find out who her true friends are, all while uncovering conspiracies deeper than ever expected...All Rights Reserved

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