FLAME & THUNDER

FLAME & THUNDER

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Vivian was twenty-three when she landed a new job in the small, quiet town of Winterberg. But the moment her boots touched the dusty ground of the abandoned gas station, the air around her shifted - thick, heavy, and laced with something she couldn't name. Beneath the scent of rust and pine, there was malice. A quiet warning whispered through her bones: something was about to change. She didn't expect that change to come in the form of discovering her true identity, meeting a mate who cursed her, and being threatened with death unless she delivered her own father into his hands. So yeah... New town. New life. Same old fresh pile of shit.
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Everyone thought she was dead. They were wrong. Now she's hunting two sisters who don't even know why. Staying alive? That's the biggest fight of all. | Here's a teaser: Then, she felt it again. But this time, the skin wasn't that cold. It was quite warm. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to prepare herself for what she might see, and looked down. That didn't help her at all though, she still gasped, her gasp echoing eerily in the quiet night air; her heart still raced as though in a marathon; her breathing still hitched; a shiver still ran sharply down her spine. There was Vivienne, lying in the grass, a bullet through her heart, limbs mangled, blood everywhere, eyes lifeless. Lydia-against all her instincts-kneeled down beside Vivienne's body, squeezing her wrist tightly. There was no pulse. | I would really appreciate it if u vote and comment! I don't mind criticism!

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