I walked down the hall of the dungeon to a cell. "You finally letting me out, guard?," the prisoner said. "Yeah," I said. I unlocked the lock and the girl stepped out. She smirked as her black heeled boots clopped on the ground. This girl was one of the most dangerous people out there. She was feared. Even I was scared, a prison guard. Everyone was scared of her. Her name? Angelica.
Just a quick little note. I'd like to say that everything in this book was my idea and not supposed to be based off of anything. If you're like, "Hey, Angelica's transformations are a lot like Erza's requips. Did you steal that idea?" I promise I didn't, that was my idea. These were all my ideas. I hope you liked this book and there will be a new one coming soon. Bye!
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Poor Little Angelica
FantasyDeep magic, new dimensions. Join these characters as they dive deep into magic and the past of the famous Angelica.
