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When Beyoncé was a normal twenty six year old she had been diagnosed with breast cancer. The treatment wasn't working and the doctors were convinced she would die. Beyoncé went searching for anything that could keep her alive and what she found was astonishing. She did die but she was soon born anew as a werewolf. The scientists Kelly Rowland; Onika Maraj experimented on her and imprisoned her in a cave with other miracles like her. Beyoncé craves to get out. No she needs to get out . Her whole family thinks she's dead! The only thing holding her back from escaping is the traps, the cave is filled to the brim with and the woman who holds the key to her freedom and her heart. Onika Maraj.
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[ A BEYNIKA STORY ] [SLOW UPDATES] They went to the one witch whose only aim is to destroy me, to bury me and every reminder of me alive. Cursed to the future, due to me knowing my worth, to me not tolerating any disrespect thrown my way. Some call it arrogance and cockiness, I called it empowerment. I was stripped away from my power, my ranks, and my immortality and sent down this land of humans they called Earth. They came together to end me, not knowing where they sent me. Not knowing that from the washed away sandcastles, I'd get to water my seeds and watch them grow through her lenses. I waged wars but she came in and showed me peace. To them, only a mortal she is, one who pictures every memory through her lenses. To me, she was a blessing in disguise, she traded my broken heart for hers, she saw my scars and kissed my crimes. After all, her cursed beauty I was. | DISCLAIMER: All the events and characters taking place in this work of fiction are completely fictional and from my imagination. Any coincidence in anything is purely that, coincidental. Proceed to read at your own risk. |

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