Haunted | Fourth Wing
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There is only one way to describe Diana Riorson's story; complicated. Her family is a wreck. Her father- dead. Her brother-disappeared. But if there's one thing she's learned in her many years at Basgiath Orphanage, it's that to survive she needs to become something else; the weapon General Melgren was always afraid she would become. Diana Riorson is Haunted but she won't let that stop her as she forges her own path through a world that wants nothing more that to strike her down. She will survive.
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