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BOOK FRAGMENTS
People said we were created in a lab, from a virus, said we were monsters, a sign from heaven.
Or from hell.
Golden Liars
Chapter One
The light was sucked out, leaving no illumination but for the slivers of outside peeking from behind the window blinds.
Golden Liars
Chapter Seventy
That wasn’t my real name. I didn’t remember my real name. Maybe I didn’t have one.
Golden Liars
Chapter Forty-One
THE AUTHOR
A dedicated reader for as long as she can remember, Natalia Salem has engaged in creative writing since the age of eight. Based in Dallas, Texas, she devotes the long hours of her nights and days writing and is currently working on both poetry and prose.
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