Royal Hunger

Royal Hunger

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In 1005 was the last time my heart beated. My whole family was dead... Temporarily. Our mother and father wanted us to live forever, so nothing would happen to us. After mother and father turned us into vampires we pretty much had to stick together. 500 years ago we were all human, fragile humans, but we're vampires. I am stronger than your average human being. I'm quicker to, I have powers over people. And the best part is that I was a witch and werewolf before I died so I still am, half witch, half werewolf, and half vampire. My brothers and sisters are different though. They don't all have the same powers as I have. Dean, Marcellus, Mikel, Julius, and Jozlyn don't have my gift. We are all the same I guess but without the witch powers, even though they were witches and warlocks. Then there was Noel and Noella, the twins, we were different. We were werewolves when we were humans. Mother had intimate relationships with an outsider that was a werewolf.
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**this book is completed!!** This is a story about werewolves with some witches and vampires thrown in. -Preview- I opened my eyes to see a woman standing in front of me. I don't know who this woman is or what's wrong. She has beautiful silver hair that's matted with leaves and sticks. Her face though beautiful is distraught, her face is a very creamy pale color. Her lips are as red as blood. She has tears running down her face and a bruise just below her left eye. She's holding my necklace. The moonlight shines on the single engraved word "Noel". "Take this." She says, "Noel! Take this and run. Put it around your neck and never, NEVER take it off. It will keep you safe." The woman hears something and turns around to look, then looks back at me with panic and sorrow in her eyes. I hear a male voice behind her mumbling something, I can't make out what he's saying. I can't make out the man's face as he walks up behind the woman and squeezes her shoulders. He takes the necklace wincing and slips it over my head. They're talking to me but I can't hear what they're saying. I only see the panic in their face. "Noel! RUN." I hear screams and growls as I'm running as fast as I can. I make it out of the woods and onto a street. I hear the woman's blood curdling scream before I'm blinded by a light and everything fades to darkness.

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