CALL OUT MY NAME - SINNERS 2025
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"There are legends of people born with the gift of dreamin' so true it can pierce the veil between life and death-callin' forth voices from what's gone and what's yet to come. In ancient Ireland, they were called fáith.
In Choctaw land, Dream Healers. And in West Africa..." she paused, eyes distant, "...they called 'em Babalawo. Those blessed, or burdened, by this gift could bring healin' to their communities. But powerful light draws powerful darkness, too. Evil don't like when mortals speak its language." - Annie
Excerpt from Chapter Two
Pulled directly from my Tumblr @novar3ads
Warnings: Blood and gore, Smut, Period Typical Racism, Actual Depictions of Klan Behavior, Monster Fucking, Death (These will be updated as chapters come out. These warnings are important for the future so please do not ignore them!)
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This book isn't abandoned. I just write hella slow and want to ensure that my chapters are up to my standards. I swear I haven't given up.💀
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