Amaira
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Paranormal
In his eighteen years of existence, Aden knew little about vampires yet never believed in them. But all hell broke loose when the girl with long voluminous hair as shady as the starless night sky, whose charcoal eyes glisten in the moonlight, named Amaira, came into his life. Step by step, he slowly unfolds the bitter truth about the girl, yet the more he discovers about her, the more he puts his life at risk. Is eternal love enough to save you when danger is lurking everywhere, and you're bound to choose only between yourself and the one you truly love the most?
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