Those In The Forest
  • مقروء 203,041
  • صوت 8,636
  • أجزاء 102
  • الوقت 15h 38m
  • مقروء 203,041
  • صوت 8,636
  • أجزاء 102
  • الوقت 15h 38m
إكمال، تم نشرها في أغسـ ١٩, ٢٠٢٣
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Reagan Carter is a 22-year-old college dropout who has never known the love of a family or a partner. After being orphaned at age three, she has gone her whole life thinking she isn't worth it. An emotional run in the forest to clear her mind leads her to a wild life she never knew existed outside of Seattle. A world of magic and something she thought she would never find... love and family.
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