**The end? This is just the beginning.** Winning seems like a far-off dream. Something that happened a lifetime ago, to someone else. Now, I don't even recognize myself. This hunger inside of me demands to be fed, but the need to save my people is stronger. It'll come down to us versu
Until Sunset_A Dystopian Fairy Tale
β Scribed by Bedford, Erin
- Book ID
- 110499337
- Publisher
- Embrace the Fantasy Publishing
- Year
- 2018
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 70 KB
- Series
- Crimson Fold 3
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B07B6HKWSY
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
The end? This is just the beginning.
Winning seems like a far-off dream. Something that happened a lifetime ago, to someone else.
Now, I don't even recognize myself. This hunger inside of me demands to be fed, but the need to save my people is stronger.
It'll come down to us versus them, but the problem is which side am I really on? And will I be able to live with myself when it is all over? Living with regret is even harder when you have eternity to remember.
ES Index : 3
Number of Words in Auth: 2
Formats : EPUB
Number of Formats : 1
Has Cover : Yes
All Identifiers : mobi-asin:B07B6HKWSY
Test Text Series Index: Fold
Single Author : Erin Bedford
Original Source : New Dump In 07 10 B
Sorted Author by LN, FN: Bedford, Erin
Title Length : 035
Title Parm D : Until Sunset_A Dystopian Fairy Tale
Title Parm F : Until Sunset
Title Parm G : Until Sunset
Title Parm A : Until Sunset_A Dystopian Fairy Tale
Title Parm B : (
Title Parm H : A Dystopian Fairy Tale
Record ID : 4595
Template Work Area : Fold
ES Name : Crimson Fold
Uncomma Author : Erin Bedford
Num of Aut : 1
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