The One
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Last published Tue, Oct 14, 2014
“Damn it, women! You will listen to what I say and I promise you, if you don’t, you will not like the punishment that will follow.” He grabbed my wrist in his hand, pulling me up to his face. I tried not to show fear but his black eyes could make anyone shake in fear.
“You are my mate and you will obey me.”
Welcome to a world were mythical creatures exists; vampires, werewolf and even witches exists. They roam freely with the humans, who know of their existence. But of course, humans are considered to be the lowest of them all and are ruled by the World Leaders. The World Leaders consist of one vampire, one witch and one werewolf.
So what happens when the Wolf Leader wants to see Keria?
Read and find out!
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