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Ongoing, First published Oct 04, 2013
Mature
Alessia Lorenzo is thrown into a world unknown to her,
And the only way to survive,
is to become a demoness,
to defeat the demon himself.

π™π™šπ™’π™’π™š π™π™–π™©π™–π™‘π™š
π˜Όπ™œπ™š 𝙂𝙖π™₯
π˜Ώπ™–π™§π™  π™π™€π™’π™–π™£π™˜π™š
π™ˆπ™–π™›π™žπ™–
π™Žπ™‘π™€π™¬ 𝘽π™ͺ𝙧𝙣
π™€π™£π™šπ™’π™žπ™šπ™¨ 𝙩𝙀 π™‡π™€π™«π™šπ™§π™¨


Grief should be the first thing she feels, but unease creeps in instead. Returning home isn't just about mourning; it's stepping into a world of secrets, betrayals, and power struggles. 

Leonardo Moretti is a ruthless, calculating mayor who thrives in the shadows of politics and crime. To the public, he's a leader. To Alessia, he's a threat, an enigma who knows more than he lets on. 

He's not just part of this game; he's playing it, and whether she likes it or not, she's now a piece on his board. 

The girl who left was free.

The woman returning will never be the same. 

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