Vanishing Star
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  • Reads 332
  • Votes 21
  • Parts 15
  • Time 44m
Ongoing, First published Dec 28, 2016
" Her Heart Was Fire. Her Voice is Air. Her Touch is Life and Death" 
  
  
   Reign is a normal girl. Or as normal as it can be. But all of these suddenly changes. She is swept into a world of magical creatures, villains, warriors and a bunch of things she thought that could only exist in fantasy. She soon discovers that everyone she knows is hiding a secret and that there are some lies that are supposed to remain hidden. 

When she discovers what she is capable of doing people start fearing her. A power so dark and morbid. Capable of ripping everything from someone and making it hers. 
  
  Her past has been carved in the sand and her future is written in the stars.
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