Red Grail, Red Blood
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Anna had always been special. She had a perfect memory, remembering everything that ever happened to her, and unique flame red hair. Her special qualities meant that she had to hide from those who wanted her for sinister means. Blayke is known as The Master to everyone of his kind. He has been searching for Anna for majority of his life. When he finally has her will he be able to accomplish all that he has been planning?
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