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Dark Allies
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Ongoing, First published Jun 07, 2013
Nostalgia is an Ink- an outlaw by birth... only because she is tinted with black- the color of Lucian. The god of night and death who killed many cats. Now she is sought out by AshRay- the prince of the pure- who bought her from her father, promising she would have a better life. But she has something else in mind than spending her life being a slave to AshRay who is cruel.

She NEEDS to find her brother and sister : Dusk and Cinder... 

who vanished out of thin air.
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