BLACK JADE
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Having been kidnapped at birth, Lilliana lived her life knowing the Luchesses to be her parents. Her life was filled with love till she was three, when her entire life turned upside down.
Being turned into a blood hunting psychopath wasn't a path she thought she'd end up on, but when life give you thorns for a bed, you learn to lay in it.
"You need to put an end to this, it's not healthy" he breathed into her neck as he planted kisses all over "Your aunt wouldn't like that"
She giggled pushing them against the wall "My aunt wanted a healthy life but see where that landed her.
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