Takdir
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Takdir /tak·dir/ = (en. Destiny) n : a predetermined course of events often held to be an irresistible power or agency Can't I run a little bit farther? . . . And then I fell at the feet of death. I knew, I should have never believed in destiny. But that very same destiny had overpowered me, far before I realized that he was there. In the end, I was no more than a puppet, detained, dependent, and losing itself. I became the same with the world, like every other shifter . . . In the end, I was at the mercy of our destiny and he caught me very easily within the strong hold of his jaws. *** Join Annabella as she's trying to discover herself and her place in this world . . .
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The Bond

Two homeless girls find themselves way in over their heads when one of them goes missing and the other goes on a search to find her. Saiya quickly learns that werewolves are indeed real and actually more common than decent human beings. Emmy, on the other hand, has been searching for something her entire life without even knowing what it looks like and the price that she's so eager to pay for it may cost her more than she's willing to lose. There are many different kinds of bonds. Some breakable and others not so much. But can you tell which is witch? Human mates. Are they a gift... or a curse? **Dark Romance** **Viewer's Discretion Advised ** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ She began to refuse but I gently placed the teacup to her lips, angling it for her lips to touch where mines have already been. She eyed me warily and saw the sternness in my eyes and I saw the defiance die out of hers. She opened her mouth to sigh and I poured the tea into it. She complied. Her throat bobbed as she drank. The last drip slipped from her lips and rolled to her chin. I caught it with my finger and dragged the trail back up to her lips then brought it to my own. She is so beautiful. My heart thumped. I take it back now; I was wrong, my family was wrong. I am capable of love... I love her, both the man and the beast does. We love her. And now her faith is set.

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