The Final Edge

The Final Edge

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 5, 2018
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I woke up on a floor I didn't know, in a room I've never seen, with panic I've never felt before. The walls were a dark Steel grey with black edging on it, giving it an overall creepy vibe, which didn't help my fear factor. I slowly sat up and realized my clothing was completely different. Instead of my normal jeans and T-Shirt, I was wearing a body-conforming black suit, that seemed to waver as I moved, leaving a faint outline where I previously was. I ignored my clothing for now, and focused on finding out where I was. I stood and walked to the far end of the room where a door was clearly present, albeit ominous as all hell...
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I am just about to turn around and head down the alley toward the street when I see two shadows step away from the wall a little farther down from where I am standing. I can't see any features, but I can guess from their statures that they are both men. I don't know what species they are though, but given that they just witnessed me kill a vampire I decide it's time to get the hell out of here. At least they aren't blocking my path to the street. Just as that thought crosses my mind, I hear the back door to the club open and close. I don't want to take my eyes off the men in front of me, but I have to see who just walked out. To assess the new danger. Before turning to look though, I pull out my remaining weapon also hidden in my boot. A silver dagger. It's only really good for killing werewolves, but it can do some damage to other supernaturals too. I give the figures in front of me one last look, they haven't moved at all, and then glance behind me. My breath stops for a moment, and it feels like my heart stops along with it. *** Willow is a witch who hunts down and kills other supernaturals. After the Great Massacre of the Wiccan Community, their population had been decimated. So while they try to rebuild their population and plan their revenge, they take out as many supernaturals as they can. But everything changes for Willow when she meets Keaton, Everett, Aizen, and Devlin. *** *This is a fantasy reverse-harem romance novel. It will have mature themes, including but not limited to, violence, sexual themes, sexual scenes (including light BDSM), abuse, and mentions of rape. Please do not read if you feel uncomfortable with any of these things or if you feel they will be harmful to your mental health.

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