A Demon's Demeanor

A Demon's Demeanor

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What makes you a target? Your mistakes? Your worries? Your Weaknesses? Or your...humilitiy? A late-night stargazing girl finds herself looking in the wrong cabin window the weekend before Halloween. When a stalking body is lurking underneath a shadow in her neighbor's window, she feels danger brewing. And can't seem to stay away. After undergoing unnamed trials of greed, grief, and gluttony, she must face the target that had been unknowingly taped to her back and the hunter for his prize; A Demon with an eerie operation. Learn what it means to be good, in A Demon's Demeanor.
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