The unknown touch

The unknown touch

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The unknown touch { 12 } Story line Gwen a 23 year old adult lives by her own. Life was good until that Christmas night when she received a gift from an unknown boy and until Draven stepped in her life , her life changed in a blink , she gets so horrified with the situations she goes through but then she comes through the stages where the curses turns in blessings and recalls he good doings . Draven : main lead {Is a cursed devil} Gwen : main lead {Is a blessing , that only she can free Draven from the curse} More characters will come up by the story goes
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Somewhere in this city, the Devil is watching... and he remembers you. You work for the Hunter's Association, cataloguing anomalies, chasing relics, and tracing the echoes they leave behind. Every day, you move through a world that never quite fits together, yet still insists on calling itself ordinary. That changes when a missing persons case lands on your desk, and your pendant - the one you've worn your whole life - begins to burn without reason. There are whispers of a place that does not officially exist: a club hidden between streetlights and shadows, where music hums low enough to feel beneath the skin, and a man with crimson eyes watches from the dark. He never gives his real name and only deals in favours, though no one ever speaks of what he collects in return. No matter how you trace the evidence, it leads you to the same place - Ashfall. And when you finally cross its threshold, the air itself seems to recognise you. He knows your name before you even speak it. Your pendant responds to him as if it were a living thing. You have no memory of him at all - but he has been waiting, patiently, across lifetimes you cannot yet recall. As dreams fracture your sleep and relics begin to react to your touch, it becomes clear that whatever secret connects you runs far deeper than you could ever have imagined. And in a world where memory bleeds through time, and promises refuse to die, the Devil does not chase what he wants. He waits. And he always plays to win.

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