Times of Blood

Times of Blood

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Paranormal
'I'm crazy for it. I love it. I crave it....' Meet a monster whose sole purpose in life is to kill. He loves the screams, he loves the thrill. Blood is his faith. 'Run and don't stop running...' Meet a girl trapped in her worst nightmare. Escaping is her only chance at survival. Death and bloody trails coat this world of violence and tragedy. Where all things supernatural no longer lurk in the shadows and humans no longer are at the top of the food chain. There are no mates, there are no happy ending. But remember this... "Death is freedom" "Pain is bliss" "Love is nonexistent" WARNING: Use of strong language, mature scenes, and gory violence!
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Meridian has dedicated her life to the growth of her pack. When her mate mysteriously shows up in her life, things begin to seem perfect. That is, until unknown enemies threaten the stability of the pack she's worked so hard to build. Will she lose everything, or will her love truly be able to conquer all? "It's crazy, but I saw a wolf in the woods yesterday, and something told me I should follow it. I could, um, smell honey and coconut, and I followed that smell here. You probably think I'm insane," he mumbles, smiling sadly, "and you have guests, so I'll leave now." He must not be a wolf, because we can associate certain scents with friends and loved ones, and he seemed confused by the idea. But I can't deny the sparks we felt when we touched earlier, and before I can help it I'm calling to him. "Wait, please, come inside! I'm Meridian," I smile, holding out my hand. He smiles, saying, "I'm Malachi, nice to meet you," before shaking my hand, making goosebumps spread across my skin at the contact. Clearing my throat as I blush, I step aside and let him enter my home. If he's a human, this is the dumbest thing I've ever done."

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