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THE MOTHER OF SPARTA

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The Mother of Sparta This is not just the birth of a warrior. It's the rise of a whole new race. Demos S. Sparta was beaten half to death by the Spartan Council for being the illegitimate son of the Spartan King and a nameless maid. But the truth ran deeper — and far more dangerous. His second mother was once his grandmother. Through a forbidden ritual, she became his mother to protect him… and to unlock the mystery behind their soul — a soul so unique, it’s beginning to create something never seen before: A new race. Not just in Demos. Not just one or two people. But an entirely different race — separate from humans, elves, beasts, and even gods. A new bloodline is rising. And the world isn’t ready. This is the legend of vengeance, rebirth, and divine evolution. This is the legend of the Mother of Sparta. Author’s Note Mi name Fabian — mi born and raised in Jamaica so expect some real Jamaican bad words  to "bloodclat"when things get serious If anything confuse you, just leave a comment. Mi happy fi explain and reason wid yuh. This a  mi first novel, so mi still a learn. Please support, give feedback, and help mi build a story that mash up the place. Big up and respect every time.
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