A Jinni Just For You
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※Who said magic only affects those who believe in it?※
Elmas thought it was just a game. A bit of harmless hoax magic with her friends-laughs, candles, and a silly chant.
Then came the voices. The shadows. The waking dreams. And the boy.
Suddenly, she's losing control-of her thoughts, her routines, even her straight-A record. And it all began the day he appeared: the new guy from the all-boys school next door. The one whose face she saw during the ritual. The one who won't leave her alone-no matter how far she runs.
Her mother always warned her: stay away from magic. Elmas didn't listen.
Now, reality is slipping, and something far older-and far darker-wants in.
To survive, she'll have to untangle the mystery surrounding him... and face the truth about what she invited in that night.
Some games should never be played.
Some doors should never be opened.
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