Princess of Nightmares
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Ultima pubblicazione mar, nov 2, 2021
The feminine figure hurried down the hallway, graced in a black dress that rustled behind her, her breath uneven, feet bare. A black veil covered a side of her face as she panted heavily, running away from her said safe place. Golden anklet jingled on her feet, cutting through the overwhelming silence.
"We must go, sister. We must save ourselves." Princess Chandratapa crouched down in front of the little girl. The veil slipped from her face, revealing tear-soaked blue eyes.
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Twenty years old, college student Ava was looking for a stable life any girl of her age would want to have. Everything changed when she started hearing an enchanting voice call out to her every night in her sleep.
How did a mere weekend trip to a rural Indian village turn her life upside down? What secrets would she discover about her past?
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