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Primal Instincts
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Ongoing, First published Mar 01, 2020
Primal Instincts in a work in progress of a book that once perfected I will have published. It's here for you to view and give forth opinions. 

These drafts have not been edited! They also don't have the full detail just yet. 

Also that is a temporary cover till I can make a better one

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Tessa-May Allana Black (Tessa) is a hunter. She has been since she was a little girl. At a young age while hunting a wendigo she had most of her face tore apart leaving the young Latina girl missing one eye and leaving a large whole in her cheek that made it easy to see into her mouth. Her body was covered in scars that bubbled out and left her beaten and broken.

Desarae Rosaline Black however always dreamt of something bigger. She wanted to live in a populated place. Somewhere as far from the woods as she could get. She had been a hunter herself until she leaves to join the real world. The young girl blends in with them with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes accompanied by tan skin.

The storey follows the two girls journeys as they develop apart in the strange world they've been thrown into.
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