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Tears from a broken heart (book 1)
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Ongoing, First published Nov 17, 2015
Cameron was just an ordinary girl who loved music. One day she met a strange guy who gave her a mix tape. She listen to it and started to like it so she found the guy and gave him the mix tape back and told him she like it. He started to laugh and like a manic. Cameron started to cry then she started to scream then she collapsed on her knees and looked at the man as the demon in her fears. The one who knows all he. He smirked and wrapped his wings around her. She started to transform. Her eye turned a different color and she saw what no-one else will ever see.
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