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			<title>Chapter 2: AN</title>
			<description>Anastasia Bentley stared into the mirror.&quot;I wish I was fifteen.&quot; Lily sighed. Her younger sister's eyes were wide with awe. An tilted her head, studying herself. Being the daughter of a Court official, she always had to dress to impress. However, tonight was different: it was her fifteenth birth..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: CASS</title>
			<description>Cass was awakened by a strange yellow light.Blinking off sleep, he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. The remains of his latest nightmares still drifted through his mind like smoke, choking him. He only remembered a calloused hand hitting him, and then he was falling. That was it.His eyes jumped ..</description>
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			<title>Repercussions</title>
			<description>As Cass struggled into the shirt, Lucian coughed into a handkerchief, watching with a look of disdain.
When he brought his hand back, the cloth was dabbled with blood. (YA DYSTOPIA, EXCERPT)

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