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The Boy Who Played With Fire
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Complete, First published Oct 11, 2021
Mature
"Elias stared at her, lying in the muddy street. Her blonde hair was now a murky shade of brown and her heel was broken. His vision went dark with anger. He grabbed one of the figure's legs and dragged them to a hidden car at the other end of the alley. He didn't care that he'd hurt them. He didn't care at all.  "



Elias is a 17 year old boy with interesting hobbies. He made a promise he'd avenge the death of his parents. Now he has to keep that promise


hi this is a story i've been working really hard on for a few weeks and i'm still writing it but i'm really proud of
it and really wanted to share it. this book does cover some very heavy themes that may not be suitable for some readers so please use your best judgment to decide if this book is suitable for you. i hope you like the story
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