The Incubus Mayhem

The Incubus Mayhem

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Shariah was an 18 year old senior at Festalia's Institution for Gifted Children at Domia, Luxemboorge. She was not like your ordinary gifted witch with casting spells or being aquinted with the seven books of Hell. She was not even sure of who she was and why was she forced to take shelter in the institute she wasn't even a part of; for reasons she could not comprehend a destiny she was destined for. Lucian was a hybrid. Being born a pure-blood from the Lumen Dynasty of Vampires and the Greyhunst of Werevolves, he was deemed an outcast from the very beginning upon a prophecy that will make his and Shariah's world collide into a mayhem noone wants to be in the on-going battle of Demons and The Trinity of The Five.
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