DARK KILLS (Editing)
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  • Reads 5,219
  • Votes 1,445
  • Parts 23
  • Time 2h 12m
Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2016
The safe serenity of the small town of Framlingham is shattered when a teenage girl is found dead in the woods. A single murder shatters the atmosphere of bliss as dark secrets unravel.

Young Annette Moreau moves to Framlingham with her family. But sometimes, evil always has its way. Nothing would ever have prepared Annette for the nightmare that awaits her in the town of Fram as she's sucked deep in a murderous and bloody twist of events.

A killer runs free and has to be stopped, but who is he? Annette is caught deep in a web of love, passion, betrayal and death. Everything a little girl should never live to see, helpless as her world changes, survival is the only key, but can she make it?

Highest ranking: #98  in Mystery/Thriller. 20/10/2016
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