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Bound By Nature [ A NaNoWriMo Novel]
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Last published Fri, Nov 18, 2016
Almost as soon as Annie Snow returns to her mother's hometown to finish her senior year, strange things begin happening. A prophecy awakens that's been waiting to be discovered for fifty years; when Annie finds a box of her grandmother's letters, it's only even more confusing than it already was. With mysterious words like Ember and Mother haunting the letters and strange dreams beginning to haunt her, Annie has an even harder time gathering her thoughts- and things are growing more dangerous by the day. She and two strangers are forced to cooperate to save the world from an ancient evil, and they only have a month to do it- or else everything will be over.
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