Olhos de loba
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Last published Wed, Oct 4, 2017
Liath era uma criança normal, mas em um dia sinistro foi mordida por um lobo e nunca mais foi a mesma pessoa. Sua personalidade ficou selvagem, dura e brigona, mas apesar disso, ela se apaixona e precisa lutar para salvar seu marido de uma terrivel maldição. Será que ela consegue fazer isso sem despertar totalmente a fera que lhe habita o espírito?
Esse conto faz parte de uma coletânea que vou publicar em breve. Então aguardem que vem muito mais por aí!
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