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Every time I get to choose, I make the wrong choice.
Every. Single. Time.
Everyone thinks I’m something special. A savior. A hero.
And I tried, I really did.
But, when the demon I’m hunting flays my soul, it turns out I’m none of those things.
My friends think they know what I need, but they don’t know the real me.
The gates to the realms of rest are closed, leaving the dead with nowhere to go, and I revel in the chaos.
Why shouldn’t I?
I am the devil’s daughter, after all.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Every time I get to choose, I make the wrong choice.
Every. Single. Time.
Everyone thinks I’m something special. A savior. A hero.
And I tried, I really did.
But, when the demon I’m hunting flays my soul, it turns out I’m none of those things.
My friends think they know what I need, but they don’t know the real me.
The gates to the realms of rest are closed, leaving the dead with nowhere to go, and I revel in the chaos.
Why shouldn’t I?
I am the devil’s daughter, after all.