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The sky was crying on the day of my first death.
As if it already knew what was about to happen to me. But it was too terrified to warn me.
On the day I died for the first time, the raindrops kissed me softly, and the masses of water from the lake buried my cold body.
On the day I died, he lived.
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Nympha Postmortem
ParanormalMaia thought death was the end, until the alluring Nix brothers summon her back to life. Now, she must embrace her newfound existence as she is thrust into a dark prophecy that could unravel their cursed fate. With each step, Maia is inexplicably dr...
