Calibers in Your Flesh
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Finally given the chance to surpass the obstacles of her circumstances, Fae Vancer is determined to live the simple and altruistic lifestyle she always believed in. She didn't expect for it to be so easily done, of course.
Yet, she also didn't expect for that opportunity to be severed from her hands in a single, unforgettable night.
One inscrutable man whose behavior will prove to be more than a challenge to handle. Her chaotic reality that never seems to end. And the universe unveiling it's strange methods of fating them.
Fae's philosophy of life that gives her a reason to wake up in the morning, is that sure, it may be a short and temporary journey- even more of a reason to fulfill it with caring for others and being cared for. That is, until she's abducted into a dangerous world of sense that makes none. Humans have always had an infinite capacity for self-deception, think you can resist it? Have a deeper look at the Calibers in Your Flesh.
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