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Trail of Sin

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LECTURAS 879
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Partes 9
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demons horror mysanthrope supernatural undead

Jake knows all too well that life doesn't always work out the way you want it to but he never suspected it could get so much worse.  One night of drowning his sorrows in a bottle leads him down a darker path of humanity filled with demons of the mind and the much more dangerous physical kind.  Now he is stuck in a life he cannot escape from with only fear to guide him, no longer sure what he is or even sometimes who he is.Todos los derechos reservados

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"Help! Help!" I cried. I have no idea where I am or what are these running after me but I do know that I need to find somewhere to hide and I to find it fast. "Please somebody!" I pleaded out into the empty neighborhood; I know that screaming is only going to attract more monsters but I need help. "HEY OVER HERE!" I heard someone call out in the distance, I wasted no time and ran towards the voice that lead to a graveyard. "Hello?" I hollered, jumping back when a door I hadn't noticed in front of me begin to open. Before one of the monsters could have grabbed me I ran inside, coming face to face with 2 other people my age. "Who are you?" A girl with long braids and green eyes asked me. "My name.... My name is y/n." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Disclaimer!!: School Bus Graveyard does not belong to me, neither do the characters

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Sanity Loss de ArthurHemlock

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Stuck in the Middle de blackwolf2123

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The Reaper Saga [Book 1-3]

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