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Alluring In Blood: Vampire

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For years, Audrey's life had been nothing but uneventful. Her true visage and her origin has always remained unknown to her. But after witnessing a murder and forced to commit murder herself - things start to come out of the open, supernaturals like herself inviting her to a school for both safety and knowledge of her past. 

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Though when you're an oblivious vampire knowing nothing about your enemies lurking in the shadow, let alone know who to consider the enemy is, what can you do? Do you blindly believe what was thrusted upon you- upon billions of people beside yourself or do you go through hell to discover who could be trusted in this world.Who knew being Audrey Derosiers is worse than having a prophecy over your head?

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Cold Water by adaline_meadows

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

Mirror Mirror On The Wall by AruthorTheKing

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Daughters of Hecate: Impure Blood. by SChaves45

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House Of Horrors by gunnsnrossesgirl

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Cold Water

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