The Breathing Rose

The Breathing Rose

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Hazel Rose Evans was brought into the world by Victoria Evans to carry on the legacy of Rose, who lived under the guise of Jack the Ripper, but with no limits-she should've killed everyone on Earth. That's not what happened. Though she has the ability to wipe out all of humanity with a wave of her hand, Hazel has grown up like a somewhat normal young lady. Her mother and father died, meaning she'd be staying in New Haven with her aunt, Katherine, and her younger brother, Adam until college. Fortunately, she has friends, despite her antisocial, almost violent nature: the girl who claims to be a demon, Rachel Kessler, and the supposedly possessed sweetheart, Joey Thompson. However, things start to change when two strangers save Hazel and her friends from the hordes of demons attacking her college campus. With this, Hazel is thrust into the world of occults. The world she'd ignored for so long now.
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