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Reborn
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    Tempo 2h 27m
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    Tempo 2h 27m
Concluída, Primeira publicação em mai 29, 2017
My name is Sora. I died at age 104. When I went to heaven, I was given a choice- to be related to myself, have the same name as myself and be my daughters daughter. I chose this. I was sent into the world. Into my mansion. It was mine in both lives.  My daughter/ mothers name is Samantha. I had a son in my first life. His name was Jake, and he was now my uncle. Everything was weird.
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The Alpha Calls Me Kitten

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Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014