The Life of Bell

The Life of Bell

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Once upon a time, not long ago. Lived a very lovely girl by the name of Annabella or Bell for short. Bell was a werewolf but unlike most of her kind she was short, like really short. So most children would pick on her. Not only was she the shortest wolf in her pack, she was the most different. With that being said she was favored by the Alpha, and the kids in her pack hated her for it. But for Bell she didn't know why she was favored. She didn't know until she met him: Axel LeMonte Reinhart, her mate. Axel was what most would say is an, asshole, ruthless, condescending bastard. Or more less words, no one dared to defy the man. Ever! But unlike most stories of wolves finding their mates and falling in love so vigorously, they did not for there were other forces, time, age and space keeping them apart. So lets see how Bell and Axel handle the lies, betrayal, heart break, and most importantly. How they are going to get back to their time of love, peace and happiness.
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Once upon a time, there lived a poor little girl in the dirty streets of the human world. With her parents gone and her having to survive alone, she became strong and stiff. As the little girl grew older, she learned dark secret of heart-break, forever sealing her heart in a wall of steel. From that day forward she decided never to want to love again. With her heart set, she became one of the best thieves around, cold-hearted and smart. She went by the code name "Nightstrike". Nobody knew who this thief was, or how to stop them. She was as fast as lightning and left without a trace when morning came. However, one day she was finally caged. Her jail was those crystal green eyes and light blonde hair. With one flash of that dazzling smile she bowed down, her steel heart broken by the man. The man was captivated by this poor little thief and his heart fell for her. The two ran off together, never wanting to stop staring into each other's love struck eyes, and not caring about the world. The girl forever knew that he was only hers and he knew that she was only his. Then they lived happily ever after. Except, that's not how the story went. That 'happily ever after' never happened. Actually, everything in the last two paragraphs never happened. My name is Syrina. I am NightStrike and I have entered the largest pack in the world. My cousin, my mortal enemy. My heart, stone. But my fighting spirit, burning with desire. With the brink of war of rogues and power-hungry men versus pure and powerful mythicals, my story has just begun. And my knives, have yet to strike...

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