Story cover for Purple Moon by AshleyGrenemyer
Purple Moon
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Mar 11, 2020
Mature
Lillian has never felt loved her whole life. Not from her parents or other family. Beaten and abused then sold like cattle to a wealthy family she just wished she had a mate to bond with and love her. But a mate was not in her future. She was stripped of that chance and sold instead. She cast away all thoughts of love and happiness. She became numb and could feel nothing.
Then, just like that, she was becoming someone else, something else and not just her werewolf. She felt power like never before.
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Daughters of Hecate: Impure Blood. cover
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Wilted cover
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Daughters of Hecate: Impure Blood.

10 parte Kumpleto Mature

Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...