Adalia
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Blas & Valentine decide to take te harmed girl to the Castle, but, was it a good idea? Have you ever find youself in another world? How about forgeting everything about your life? Adalia did. She is strong, confidend, determined and powerful. Her personality starts rising towards the surface, & she starts knowing herself. Have you ever been between two loves? Blas, the passionate one & Valentine, the sweet guy? &, what about discovering that she is not as "normal" as they thought she was? Maybe she has more in common with that world than everyone else. Adventure, passion, power & evil. But, everything the reader starts discovering turns 360°. Nothing is what it seems. Adalia wants to know what her real mision in the Aliena World is. Do you dare join her?
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