Moon of Darkness

Moon of Darkness

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Dans les landes glacées et balayée par les vents de la Toundra d'Alaska, le quotidien d'une meute de loups sauvages est inconnu. Loin des hommes, livrés à leur propre sort, ces farouches animaux vont devoir tout faire pour survivre à la loi de la Nature: "Mangé ou être mangé". Véritables rois de la Nature, ils ne sont pourtant pas protégés de tous les dangers. Un danger d'autant plus grand quand la ruée vers l'or est lancée. Des centaines voir des milliers d'hommes à la recherche de la moindre pépite d'or qui risquent bien de faire tomber l'ordre cosmique des choses. Une plongée au coeur d'une meute lié par l'amour et la loyauté au coeur de la plus grande tempête de l'Ère animal !
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THIS BOOK IS COMPLETED but it will be HEAVILY EDITED and have things added to it in the future. I wrote this book when I was much younger. I didn't expect it to reach this amount of popularity so I will devote my time to bettering it in the future. ------------------ Every year, in our village and the neighbouring villages, we encounter, on what is suppose to be the most divine and celebrated day of the year, a visit from the 'big bad wolf'. At least that's what the children call him. Adults like to call him "inhuman" or a "wild ravenous monster". However, the majority settle for "beast". No one knows why he ruins this specific day for us, the day we can celebrate our species: werewolves. Some despise him for taking this day from us and forcefully exchanging our merry and joyful laughs to screams of fear. When that specific day of the year approaches us, none of us are ever prepared for it. He always comes at night. We are told to lock our windows, draw our curtains and our doors. We are told to hide. There's one main rule that we have: don't look at him. Because if you do, no one knows what'll happen to you. Maybe that's the worse part, not knowing your fate. Not knowing the outcome of your foolish actions. If he comes roaming your streets, you have a right to be scared. Us "maidens" are always encouraged to hide ourselves the most, it's women that he supposedly wants more. However, I believe that that is a cautionary excuse. He'll take you, no matter how old or how young, no matter how innocent or how corrupt, no matter your gender, all it takes is a look. Either he looks at you, or you look at him, or you both exchange looks. Either way, his senses will pick you up, and you can't hide. It'll be too late. The amazing cover is by @-blackrogue. The amazing aesthetics in this book are by @mackreadsbooks24 Highest Rankings: 1st in #werewolflove 1st in #fierce 1st in #defiant 1st in #feminism 1st in #monster + many others

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