The Deserter (The Assassin Series Book #3)
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  • Reads 39,086
  • Votes 2,070
  • Parts 20
  • Time 1h 38m
Complete, First published Sep 05, 2015
Reapers that have resigned are then Deserters, having all their duties as a Reaper terminated. Willow decided it was the only way to be with Sebastian, and now, she's traveling with him and Ciel. Still, it seems like Sebastian is keeping something from her, and let's face it: quitting is never easy for her. What's making things so difficult?
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