Marked (the marked trilogy #1)

Marked (the marked trilogy #1)

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., nov. 28, 2017
Nobody made a sound it was complete an utter silence. not wanting him to get triggered by a noise and shoot her. Alpha mark was breathing heavily. If you ask me he was being overdramatic. I slowly inched to my feet. Cautious of the alpha as I got up. The male Rogue silently snarled as I did. And that's all it took to set the alpha off. He pulled the trigger. A loud 'bang' echo through the entire Forest. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kamaria gray is a rouge has been since she can remember. Her life was simple. Eat breakfast at the local coffee shop. Go to work. Come home and go for a run. But what happens when she stumbles upon people in need and kills an alpha. Will she be hunted down? Lets find out
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If you throw a rogue wolf into a pack, what do you get? Certainly, not a Luna. Kaia Aalish, rogue-born, must outrun the repercussions of her murderous past to become the fated Luna of Caedes, but that does not appear to be her true intention. __________________________________ "You're killing me," I moaned, tugging on his shirt which irritatingly still stood between us. He got the hint. Before I really had time to even acknowledge the sculpted muscle bound to his well-defined body, his shirt was on the floor, and his lips found mine. The kiss was in no way gentle. Lust burned at the tips of our tongues, each of them fighting for dominance over one another. His hands were just beginning to fiddle with the button of my jeans when the door was thrown open. Both of our attentions shot to the door with a now very broken doorknob. Though, that wasn't really what I was interested in. Oh, no. My mind was focused on a very real problem--that I was laying on a bed with a man I had only met maybe three hours ago while, simultaneously, staring into the dark eyes of my mate. Highest Ranking: #4 in Werewolf 6/23/17 Completed: 8/10/2020 © All Rights Reserved 2016

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