The Shape shifter

The Shape shifter

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She was tired of keeping her identity, tired of running away transferring from schools, cities. She just wanted to live a life of her own not to be forced to keep her identity hidden. Probably when she entered the Academy of shape shifters she would find her live. But is it that simple. She wanted to live a fairy tale life but is it that easy, She has to face reality if she wanted to survive . Helena was going to go through trials, adventures. Cover is not my own, got it from Pinterest
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