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“£500.” He hisses furiously at me. “I can’t believe I’ve spent £500 on an entire new wardrobe and a new haircut – one that I didn’t even want my I add!” As he talks, I skip happily, a dreamy smile plastered all over my face. I’ve had, without a shadow of a doubt, the best day ever. “I can.” I answer, my voice rising several decibels, as I lose myself, currently, on cloud nine. “I’ve loved spending your money. It feels awesome!”

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Book:Damned
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Damned

This book is a dark fantasy that delves into the afterlife and the struggles of a character who has been eternally damned. The narrative follows the protagonist's journey as they navigate the complexities of their existence and seek a path to redemption. more

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