My name is Molly, and I am a walking apocalypse. Death on two legs. Life on the streets of Cheshire makes you hard, but it never prepared me for this. It all started when I stole something, nothing more than a pretty trinket that caught my eye (I didn't say I was honest). Later I find out it's a carrier of black magic. A deadly spell that will end life as we know it. I have days to get it across the world and into the right hands. And only minutes before the men chasing me finally catch up.

Alexandria was on her own when her parents died, but thankfully she was taken in. She thought she was like the others growing up, but the only problem she had was that she didn't shift when everyone else did. When she does though, everyone finds out that she is not what they thought she was. She was a black leopard, possibly the last one left. Not being able to accept her for who she is, they exile her from the pride. She is once again on her own, how will she survive this time? (Cover by xxdrkluvxx)