myrrh

"Do you think I'm really the only one?" he mumbled, his usually soft, comforting, sure voice laced with sadness and uncertainty. "That there's no one out there like me? That out of every living thing on the planet, I'm all alone?"

I thought carefully on my response, my eyes shifting between the twinkling stars. I wanted to give him hope, tell him 'no, there's definitely another another one of you out there somewhere', but then I'd just be lying. So, I gave him the truth: "You might be a bit different, but that would mean someone would have to be the basis of what is normal. I think you're the only you, species included, but you are not alone."
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Eighteen year old Sorina Taylor has always known how the world works: werewolves helped the humans save the Earth from vampires three hundred years ago in a bloody war that lasted months. That was it, and everybody knew it. Although werewolves were not a fan favorite among humans, that didn't stop her from crowning a werewolf as her best friend. Life was just that for years, until the arrival of a strange white haired boy shattered history for her in a day. As she, her best friend Mako, and the lonely boy she was steadily falling in love with become runaway fugitives, her life, and the world, might not seem as set in stone as she thought.