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BLOOD
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Ongoing, First published Apr 20, 2014
Some stories begin to force you to end another. Change is necessary, uprise is necessary and I have yet to be proven wrong, on the necessity of violence. Wars will never end, blood will never stop being spilled. As long as greed guides their decision-making, many will fall to the unfair hand of the strong and wicked.

The only assurance I have is my own strength. With my bare hands, I will protect everyone who I hold dear till the day I die. Never doubt my love for you, young one; it's without condition or end. 

Come let me tell you a story about runaway Omegas becoming Alphas. About beautiful monsters and their manipulative ways. About the ancient magic that runs through your veins. I've never been good at expressing myself so I'm writing you this letter. You're still young and have just begun to read so you won't understand this for a while but my pen doesn't falter. I'll give it to you when I believe it's the right time; i wont hide from you. My past makes me who I am and I don't get to hold myself back from you out of a selfish fear of being rejected. You deserve to know me and choose for yourself.

(Previously Title: FIERCE)
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