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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Sep 15, 2021
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Paranormal
I pump my legs to go faster. My breath is coming out in short pants and my legs ache due to the sudden exertion. A sense of déjà vu hits me as I keep running. I know they are catching up to me, the thumping of their feet feels right behind me. A rod hits my head from behind and I stumble forward. Just as I am about to stand up again, something all too familiar is injected into my veins. My last thought before I go unconscious is that I am going to kill him. And, that's a vow I made to myself. ----------------------------------------------- Anastasia grew up dreaming about a perfect life, a Prince Charming and a fairy-tale like love story. What happens when she meets him? What if fairy-tales only turn with blood on your hands? What if you're left questioning the very foundation of your life? Join Anastasia Parker, in a journey of love which turns into one of blood and ashes. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, MENTION OF SUICIDE, TORTURE AND OTHER DEPRESSING MATERIAL. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Enjoy!
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