Project W.O.L.F.
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Dernière publication mer., févr. 7, 2024
I'm not human anymore.
I'm a monster.
A tool for others to use against others.
I am a weapon.
I am your worst nightmare.
I am Project W.O.L.F.
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Ruby Joy was kidnapped at the young age of six. She was brought to a lab, so the sick scientists could experiment on her. They turned her into a weapon. An entertainer for the even sicker people of the arena. She was turned into a wolf-shifter, but she is original. Unique. She is dangerous. She is deadly. And all she wants is out.
Soon, she gets the chance to destroy the monster who thought he had control of her at the time. She's taken to a pack where there are no more arenas and not as much killing. Will she be able to beat the darkness or fall deeper into the dark that was created for her?
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STATUS = Discontinued
EDITING STATUS = NOT EDITED
Contains swearing (which is slightly bleeped) and violence (obviously). If you do not like these, don't read it.
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