The Shadow Kingdom

The Shadow Kingdom

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Last published Sun, Jul 31, 2016

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They say the monsters under your bed won't come out as long as there's light. They say you'll be safe from evil as long as there's light. They say life will prevail as long as there's light. But doesn't darkness play a positive role for the life on earth? Don't people find any peace during the night? Isn't romance associated with the night? My name is Rose Corinna Woods. I'm 17 years old, and apparently the Princess of the Shadow Kingdom- but reincarnated as a teenage girl in the normal, boring planet known as Earth. One day, Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome comes to my rescue when I'm being bullied by Mr. Hottie- also known as Jason Ray. After that fateful day, nothing in my life has ever been the same. I make allies and enemies, I'm attacked and rescued, I laugh and I cry. All because of a place called the Shadow Kingdom, and my so-called "destiny." --- COVER BY: @Internet- Thanks!

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