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"You psychotic, self-centered maniac!"
"Aw, look at you. You almost got my name right."
Azalea Cortes was a liar.
And Kaede Montesquieu was the only one that knew it.
She was good at hiding.
But he knew exactly where to find her.
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Being the daughter of one of the biggest heroes known to modern history wasn't simple, and Azalea received the brunt of all that it came with. She wanted nothing more than to have no contact with him or his fame, but somehow, some way, it always found her.
He was the infamous Ghost, a villain known for his effective cruelty. He'd been terrorizing the country for years and the board of Azlanii, the superheroes everyone turned to in times of crises, had not been able to catch him. He was the epitome of silence, swiftness, and surety in his missions, and he did not fail.
But when their worlds collide as he seeks her out in a scheme of theft, grandeur, and cruelty to undermine her father, she knew she couldn't escape. And he knew he'd never let her.
This is the story of Azalea and Kaede, and the many acts of arson that followed.
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