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In a world where power and magical energy is all, what happens when you acquire the most powerful and rare type of energy?
You become a target.
What happens when you become a target?
You have either a painful past or future. For Crimson Drew, she is in store for both. Unless she can do something about her future.
Crimson has been hiding all her life from a haunting past. After losing everything , she finds herself running from a cold blooded killer and a guilty conscience.
Building walls around her heart, she lets no one in. What if one day a man suddenly appears who tells her to stop running and fight? And what happens when he finds himself falling for her? Will she let him in?
They will follow her. They will find her. The question is will she stop running?
A/N: The genres of this book include action, fantasy with a touch of fantasy. It has a few dark themes like murder, violence etc. So be warned. This is my first book on wattpad so please go easy on me! Hope you enjoy!
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