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When night falls
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Ongoing, First published Mar 11, 2023
Pinewood the center of all super natural. A city you'll never find marked on any map. It's a city where darker secrets must be put for light. Not long after the start of school, a girl is found dead on school grounds, which puts the city in turmoil. The murder puts a shudder down the city's spine as ugly memories of the past are brought to life. It's back... 

A darkness has embraced the city and refuses to let go. At the same time, Jules's 16th birthday is approaching. Who can she trust? or rather, who can not be trusted. This is a story of friendship, love, family and everything in between
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