Destiny's Calling
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Scar was special.
At least that's what all the scientist told her. Besides the fact that she was a vampire their really wasn't anything special about her. She was just one of the unlucky vampires that got caught and experimented on. Well at least that is what she thought happened.
Sometimes the world around you tricks you into thinking your not special yet everybody has that one unique thing that separates themselves from everyone else.
Scar had no idea just how special she was ,she wasn't just a vampire she was something more. Something more dangerous , something more powerful ,something more special.
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Scar has been imprisoned almost all her life. She has been experimented on and tortured day after day.
Every escape plan gone wrong ,her hope of escaping diminished more and more every day.
That is until she finds her soulmate ,the Hybrid King. He sweeps her off her feet and saves her from the seemingly endless torture she called her life.
Scar has a secret through. A secret she doesn't even know yet. Still it is there. She is something else ,something special ,and she needs to figure out what it is before anyone else does. "The things you don't know can't hurt you", but isn't it the things you don't know that ultimately lead to your demise.
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