Control - Roman Godfrey

Control - Roman Godfrey

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., janv. 25, 2022
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He was lost and she was alone... then they found each other. ------------------------------ Aurora Stewart is different. As a 17 year old girl who prefers to keep herself to herself, she is thrust into a whole new way of life after a freak accident leaves her and her dad moving to Hemlock Grove. It's there she meets Roman Godfrey. Dark secrets are common in the eerie town... and Aurora has been keeping a pretty big one close to her chest all her life. Is Roman the key to unlocking it? ------------------- I do not own any characters - apart from Aurora and her story - or the storyline which follows season 1 of Hemlock Grove.
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Birdie has spent her whole life behind glass-observed, tested, studied like something fragile. When Olivia Godfrey brings her home, everyone assumes Birdie is just another broken thing for the Godfreys to parade around. But Hemlock Grove is a town built on secrets, and Birdie can feel them pressing against her skin the moment she arrives. The whispers follow her everywhere: the wolf in the woods, the creature that tears people apart. But the monster Birdie fears isn't outside. It's the one waking under her ribs- light as breath, hollow as bone, hungry in a way she doesn't have a name for. And as the body count rises, Birdie realizes something terrifying: Monsters recognize their own. Hollow bones don't stay empty for long.

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