Echoes to my Soul
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  • Parts 31
  • Time 1h 38m
Complete, First published Aug 16, 2020
Mature
FBI Special Agent Ivy Ramirez was given a task to infiltrate the shipments of drugs bought by the Philippine Mafia. Unfortunately, she got shot on the head. 

She woke up losing all her memories, but retaining her speech and advanced combat skills. 

The cold and arrogant bitch found love with her neurosurgeon, Dr. Myco Salvador. 

But then, her past catches up... 




The echoes to our soul rolls from ours to another, forever and ever.

What are the echoes to your soul?


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🎖️#45 Tragic Love Story
🎖️#146 Romance
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🎖️#427 Memories
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