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Call of Pandemonium (Open Novella Contest)
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Ongoing, First published Feb 05, 2020
They say that demons were once angels before they were cast from the Heavenly Realm to the Earth below. 
Since then, the demons claimed the world as their hunting ground while the angels sit idly by from their castles in the sky. 
Demons are the apex predators, everyone knows that.
Then I met that crazy girl.
Now I feel like I'm the prey. 

Disclaimer: This is my own original story for the Open Novella Contest. All content belongs to me. Contains themes that may be unsettling to some viewers.
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{Sequel to My Alpha Mate} Once every 10,000 years a single vampire/wolf hybrid child will be born a half demon wolf. When the chosen child comes of age, she will transform into a true Demon wolf. Once fully transformed the Moon Goddess will choose if she will be for the light or dark. Almost every Demon wolf has been chosen for the light, but forces like Rouges, evil witches and Vampires can interfere and change this. This has only happened once. The last Demon wolf was chosen for the dark, which meant that rouges and other evil creatures were free to roam the Earth, killing and attacking humans, Werewolf's and other supernatural species. The high elders called it the Dark Days. North knew she was a Demon wolf, due to her early shifting and her short temper, red eyes, long fangs, etc. Although, she never knew what it meant to be one though. It's only 7 months till North's Birthday and things starting to happen, not all good things, to be exact.