HELL GIRL
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Ongoing10m
Last published Fri, Aug 8, 2014
Im Rain Alexandria James. i know im not normal. i never believed in dejavu but most of my dreams come true. hey, im no psychic. aside from that there's a voice inside my head.. he feels so familiar yet so foreign. who is he and what does he have to do with me?
and thats what im going to find out .....
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