Inheritance of Death: Bad Omens

You never know who you truly are

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The south was boiling. So hot that your very breath dried on impact. And yet every inch of the floor was wet and sticky. Raphael scowled, “This is what I get for volunteering for the south.” He muttered darkly. He led his horse carefully through the swampy marsh, making his way to the dark-looking forest that lined the far side of the swamp. His mind…

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Nicole Maharaj

Nicole Maharaj

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I bleed out my soul in my writing, in these pages you will find poems and short stories fantastical in nature and completely fictional. And some reviews too!