A Silent Scream

A Silent Scream

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Most demons count the days until their 18th birthday-the moment their true form awakens. Kevezna Oventis isn't one of them. Born into a family with no monstrous legacy, she spends her days building scrap playgrounds, hiding hand-me-downs, and dreaming of elite private schools she'll never afford. Until a scholarship opens the gates of École du Lysée Royale - the school of her dreams and nightmares. She thought being poor would be her biggest problem. Then she sees Jadine Revkins again-her first and only friend, now colder than the marble hallways she rules. And in this school full of well-bred demons, she decides that power here isn't just about bloodlines. It's about what you're willing to become.
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