The Wolfsbane Curse

The Wolfsbane Curse

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Paranormal
It happened once in history, and now it's returning once more, more fatally than before. in our modern way of life in this civil world, everything just suddenly changing is a recipe for destruction - but then again, that is what some want to happen. Lily has a good life - a caring family and a boyfriend who loves her unconditionally and whom she loves back equally, she has a music career ahead of her and her job at the library, good grades in school, and dreams for her life ahead, human. but when an unexpected curse sweeps through the world, Lily is thrown into an entirely new world, this time as a werewolf, where everything is different. Can she maintain herself and her beliefs and passions as a new person, and can she hold on to those that mean the most to her as she is thrown right into the center of the maelstrom of the G-ds?
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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