The Corpse King's Pet

The Corpse King's Pet

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Mar 18, 2016
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Fantasy
Aymar Vonjager was the daughter of a dimension jumper. A shapeshifting being who could travel through dimensions. Something that could never be caught. Till Aymar who during her everyday wanderings goes to the corpse realm. Where she gets captured by the corpse king. Jasper Skelos the tyrant king of the corpse relam with a painful past. That forced him to become the new tyrant king. Becoming the dark hearted beast that ruled the many creatures who lived admist his realm. Feared by enemy, and ally alike. Till a spark alit his cold heart when he captured a cunning a little creature by the name of Aymar. What will happen when the beastly corpse king, finds out who Aymar is. To know what power he has at his hand.
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