shadows of the truth

shadows of the truth

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Fiction
Fantasy
Dark Academia
Dark Fantasy
Mythical Creatures
Detective Alivia Hartwell has seen enough crime scenes to know that people are capable of unimaginable cruelty. But when a body is discovered deep within the forest, marked with a symbol that shouldn't exist, the investigation takes a turn no amount of police training can explain. The deeper Alivia digs, the stranger the evidence becomes. Witnesses vanish. Ancient symbols appear where they shouldn't. People speak in half-truths, as if they're terrified of saying too much. And someone always seems to arrive just moments before the truth can be uncovered. As another body turns up, Alivia begins to suspect she's hunting something far older than a serial killer. And if Alivia can't uncover the truth before the next victim falls... She may be the one they're hunting.
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