The Eclipse (Tom Riddle)
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She was the sun incarnate. Soleil Delaney arrived with fire in her veins and fog where her memories should've been.
And he was the shadow that lurked behind everyone, hidden in plain sight with eyes as bewitching as the Devil himself: Tom Riddle.
Together they were an eclipse-destined in time, yet doomed from the start.
When Grindelwald escapes Azkaban and head toward their school, they're forced to come together.
He helps her; she helps him. But Soleil should have known it would never be that simple with him. Between potion flasks and masquerade masks, an entirely separate war brews underground-led by a boy with too many secrets and not enough soul.
To get what she needed, a price had to be paid: her soul, her mind-maybe even her heart.
Because the Devil didn't just make deals, he made demands. And what he required was... everything.
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