Journal of a Psych Master
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In a war between demons and angels, the hero is not the barbarian, hefting his axe, striding through the wreckage of a town.
It is not the paladin, drawing his sword to smite evil.
It is not the wizard, lifting his spellbook and singing out the ultimate incantation.
It is a scrappy psionic seventh-grade girl with a mouth too big for her own good.
It is a cussy potions-brewing best friend.
It is a lanky hypnotist with a twisted story to call his own.
It is a displaced angel with nothing to lose.
It is a...whatever that shadowy thing is standing in the corner.
Five heroes, four friends, and a multiverse to save.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
THIS IS MY BABY! This is the first book I actually plan to publish that I'm posting on Wattpad. I really need some constructive criticism, but if you are commenting, please be nicer (and more detailed!) than "it sucks." I love this book, have been writing and editing it since 5th grade, and am taking a big leap by posting it here! So do me a favor and don't be TOO cruel...
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