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The world ended for me, then started again in technicolor, on a Tuesday afternoon in fourth grade. And the week after I graduated from college, the lights of the Eiffel Tower brushing against my skin, I was reborn once again. Gabriella, Delilah, Aurora. They loved them all. I may have been born the Demon’s daughter. But they’d made me their queen. And it turned out…being the queen meant a happily ever after that the scared girl in fourth grade would never have believed.
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C.R. Jane (Make Me Queen (Rich Demons of Darkwood, #5))