A Raven Named Insanity
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Ongoing, First published Oct 16, 2016
Raven enjoyed her work. One could say she was a workaholic. But i mean, if you were the Archangel of Insanity, wouldn't you? 

That is until she meets a certain guy named Alec that claims to see the future. and one profecy that didn't sit very well with Raven. 

Her death.

Though she has been ordered to kill everything that makes alec.. alec, she fights against herself to possibly change her fate.

That is, until demons want them both dead.
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