Tell Me A Lie, I Won't Bite

Tell Me A Lie, I Won't Bite

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A WATTPAD AUTHOR'S REVIEW: "At the age of fifteen, Adrienne is told by her mother that she is a Dhampir - a hybrid of a vampire and a human. The news is life changing as well as not: she already knew of her abilities, but the knowledge of her ancestry is what affects her the most. Three days after being told what she is, Adrienne finds herself in London, awaiting to meet her new coven. This first chapter is surprisingly well-written for an author with no previous experience. I highly recommend." -KarlaReneeNemanic, author of 'Seven Minutes In Heaven (And Other Short Stories)'
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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

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