Destiny Of Deception (BWWM)(NOW EDITING)

Destiny Of Deception (BWWM)(NOW EDITING)

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**Step Into a World Beyond...** Where ancient legends walk unseen among us. Where **Shifters. Fae. Witches. Supernaturals.** exist in the shadows, hidden behind the fragile illusion of an ordinary world. I spent my life believing duty to **The Order** was all that mattered. Our existence was controlled, disciplined... unquestioned. Until one shifter changed everything. His arrival ignites a deadly chain of betrayal, exposing secrets buried for centuries. Our sanctuary falls. The Order is shattered. And every truth I was raised to believe burns to ash. Now I'm hunted by a ruthless madman whose obsession with me knows no limits. Haunted by the revelation of a forgotten bloodline and a past deliberately stolen from me, I'm forced into a war I never asked to fight. As ancient powers awaken and enemies close in from every side, my heart becomes its own battlefield. Three dangerously irresistible men each claim a place in my destiny-but trusting the wrong one could cost me everything. Because in a world built on lies... The greatest threat isn't the monsters lurking in the dark. It's discovering that I may be one of them.
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Alone. Naked. Cold. Covered in blood that is just as likely to be mine as someone else's. I don't know who I am, where I am, or what I'm running from. All I get are flashes, snippets of dark shadows, sneering faces. Pain always follows these nightmares, these memories. I was found, taken in, but I have no way of knowing if I only escaped the frying pan just to jump into the fire. I don't understand these people, these wolves. They don't understand me, either. Our words mean nothing to each other, they're no more than sounds. We use gestures, facial expressions, body language like the beasts we seem to be. I can only pray these beasts are not the same ones I'm running from. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Ice" #3 in "Werecat" #18 in "Loss" #19 in "Neko"

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