Poisoned Lips
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•Her lips are death itself•
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Freyja, cursed with lips that bring upon death, spent most of her life away from the knowledge of society in fear of getting captured or worse - killing people.
But after a painful incident, she discovers an antidote might exist.
Despite her survival instincts and fighting skills, navigating through the world proves to be difficult as she faces hardships, betrayal, lies, grief, and even heartbreak.
While Freyja struggles to survive in the brutal territory of Daerris to find a cure, she realizes that not everyone is as they seem.
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Genre: fantasy
Posted on: 27/02/2021
Status: ongoing
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