Prologue Sample:
To most, I was a monster. A destroyer. A killer. I was forced to flee because the very sight of my hair…would turn any mortal to stone. It wasn’t typical hair…each strand of mine was a long, slithering snake waiting to cast its red piercing eyes into the soul of anyone who dared to look. And those red eyes would be the last things that they would see.
 
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