(This story is set in 2016. All characters are fictional.)
October 16th, 2016. That was the date I was sent to the hospital with a torn off shoulder, and expectations I wouldn't live to see tomorrow. I did. I know how, but now I wish. I wish I didn't come back from that hospital at all.
-Oliver Brown.
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Unwilling. (A Werewolf Book)
WerewolfIt came over me that night. A hunger. A hunger I couldn't satiate. It filled my body, and as much as I tried to resist, it pained. After that, I gave in. Note: This is NOT a romance werewolf novel. I intended this to be the opposite, to be what we...
