Howling to the moon
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Last published Fri, Jan 26, 2018
~Das Atmen fiel mir schwer.Meine Augen hielt ich mit meiner letzten Kraft offen.Ich hörte Stimmen.Ich wusste nicht wie weit sie entfernt waren.Ich wusste nicht, wo meine Gegner waren.Ich wusste nicht wie ich hieß.Ich wusste garnichts.~ Ausschnitt Prolog
Hayden Silverheart ist Werwolf und lebte in Kanada.Jedoch zieht sie kurzerhand nach New York, als ein Schicksal sie traumatisch trifft.Sie hat in ihrem Leben so viel durchgemacht und gelitten.Aber es ist noch nicht vorbei.Nein.Es fängt gerade erst an.
~Himmel wie Hölle~
~Leben wie Tod~
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