Embrace Me
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Last published Sun, Feb 2, 2014
A race created out of a need to enhance something that didn't need an advancement was the conclusion of shape shifters. An experimentation shut down, a secret society hushed into the shadows, and all their scientifically transformed abilities left to develop, shape shifters have never been more powerful. But what happens when the government reopens Test Run 01214? What happens when they catch a shape shifter 50 years after the beginning? And what happens when the victim herself lives to tell about the cruel experiments that are practiced on her? Elise is a Nomad, running around with two surrogate brothers that would do anything for her. But when the genetic specialists catch hold of her, she is forever altered, damaged by the abusive and careless treatment pushed upon her. After a miracle escape, Jess and Jackson, her only family, make her join one of the most powerful packs for protection. But with a battered girl who can no longer stand physical contact, and a new Alpha who just so happens to be her other half, things might go a little awry. Can they take down all these obstacles together? Find out in the first installment of Embrace Me.
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