"My power proceeds from my reputation, and my reputations from the victories I have won. My power would fail if I were not to support it with more glory and more victories. Victories have made me what I am; only victories can maintain me.
Friendship is only a word; I love nobody; no not even my father. Baron? Ah, yes I like him. His character attracts me: he is cool, dry, severe; and Baron never sheds tears. As for me, you don't suppose I care; I know perfectly well I have no real friends. As long as I remain what I am, I shall have as many as I need so far as the appearance goes and remain victorious."
"Storm... if you think that way, you're going to lose everyone around you. You're going to lose the friends you think you don't have and worst of all; you're going to lose the one thing that'll make you whole, your other half, your mate," I trailed off, looking him in the eye. "Me."
Alessandra and her brother Elijah move into a new town at the tip of Maine near the Canadian border after he gets a new job opportunity.
Since he is her guardian, she has to move with him and leave her old life behind her. But what happens when she moves into this new town and notices things that are out of the ordinary.
Everyone around Alex seem to be pushing her away and becoming distant. With her curious personalty, she tries to find out why.
But what she figures out changes her life forever.
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Lmao creds to Napoleons Diary for this idea, I changed it a bit.
Anyways,
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Book is at a slow pace, but does get better after a few chapters. Please be patient with me. Rather the book be slow than in a quick pace and messy.
This is the second werewolf book I've attempted to write, I've read plenty which have different views of werewolves and how they live. But this is my view on them. Keep your mind open.
Yes, vampires are in this book and co-exist with werewolves. Witches are not but used to be.
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Storm
Werewolf"What are you doing?" He stopped where he was, giving me a once over with a heated look, his eyes pitch black. He said nothing other than stare at me. "Storm." I whispered, knowing he'd hear me in the quite room, the moons light casting itself thro...
