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Complete, First published Nov 03, 2021
When a girl named ivy meets a boy named Lincoln they both start to notice unusual things about the other. But something draws them closer something thats dark and evil. 
Her raven hair leaves a dark trail behind her. Her emerald eyes could make anyone beg to their knees at her presence. 

Her name rolled off my tongue thick and harsh, Ivy. Her name constantly crosses my mind. She had some sort of dominance drifting in her smell.
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