Under The Wing Of A Gangsta

Under The Wing Of A Gangsta

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'The Beast Within' now has a different meaning. As certain humans have the ability to change forms to become the creature of thier inner selves, thier tribal tattoo brings out thier true body as they growl, snarl and hiss in battles between gang rivals. An escaped orphan, with no name, no history, and no reputation for herself, will have to battle her way through the city streets, hiding as herself and fighting in her true form. But when shes' found hiding from herself, a city feared gang boy collects her few belongings and leaves. She's no choice but to follow. Introduced to the gang, she must fight for her place in The Pack, or be killed trying. = PLEASE NOTE = Under Editting. Our main female character is now named Ghost, not Hazel. I'm revising and editting chapters one by one and will change the names as I go along. PLUS; K-Pop name has been changed to Kiara, which I will also change as I revise and edit more.
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Book 3 in Stray Series. I don't know what happened to me that night. I don't know how I, whatever I was now, came to be. Everybody who was there claims to have no knowledge of what really transpired, urging me to remain silent and secretive. I know they're lying to me, but I don't know why. I'm different from those around me, able to do and see and know things that they cannot. I seem to have a knack for being in the right place at the right time, of knowing what to do or say to fix the problem and help those around me. So why do I still feel so alone? Why do I feel so out of place? Why do I feel so hollow and empty? I can never seem to fill the ache in my chest regardless of what I do. I seem capable of helping everyone but myself. I searched, researched, scoured every source and talked with every knowledgeable creature I could find. But even still, no one knew how or why or what I am. Until I found him. -This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #5 in "Sparrow"

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