Running With Wolves (Twilight Fanfiction)
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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht Apr. 22, 2018
Melanie has deep, ragged scars across her face and back. 

She has had them since one traumatic night, when she almost died. The Cullens smelled the blood and saved her life, but even though she was accepted into their coven, she is in constant misery, making the very gifted vampires around her miserable too.

She is scarred, unable to love herself, and unsure anyone can love her. Though when a werewolf imprints on her, suddenly she is torn between the vampires who saved her life, and true love.

But there is power in thoughts, and she soon finds that someone she never would have thought has fallen in love with hers.

*Note: i do not own Twilight or any of the characters besides my own. They belong to Stephenie Meyer, the creater of my obsession with vampires- and attraction to socially awkward people*
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