Descendants Of The Eclipse
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Última publicación vie, jun 19, 2020
So this started out as a short story that I made in my english class. I want to keep on going with the story and see how where it goes. So give me your thoughts.
This is about a unnoticeable girl who is part of this world renown family, which she feels like she the odd one out. One day she notices an unfamiliar boy, giving her an unsettling feeling. This leads to a whole series events, but the most important thing is that she reveals a secret about herself.
(Honestly I dont know if this is a good summary, but I hope I made it suspensful)
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