Rogue Queen

Rogue Queen

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Azalea Winters isn't your normal 20 year old college student. As a girl who can talk to ghosts, she isn't your normal anything, really. Fated to die at the age of 21, Azalea is determined to live her life to the fullest before she kicks the bucket. A few months before her 21st birthday, she transfers to a different college. And accidentally gains three nosey, hot as hell roommates in the process. Whoopsie. Azalea struggles to hide her secrets from the charming, irresistible men. But she may not be the only one hiding things. Because her totally normal, super cute roommates? Yeah, they're WITCHES. Actual, real life witches. And she may be one, too. When her life is threatened by a mysterious, vengeful ghost, will her three roommates help save her or leave her to die at the hands of an evil spirit? Will she fall in love with one of them in the process? Or maybe even find a way to love all of them at once? As they race against the clock to fulfill a centuries old prophecy, follow Azalea and her boys on their adventure in Rogue Queen. ⚠️ 🚨⚠️🚨⚠️🚨*WARNING*⚠️🚨⚠️🚨⚠️🚨 _________________________________________________ This is a reverse harem series, which means that multiple guys (three in this case) date one girl at the same time. If you're not into that kind of thing, PLEASE DO NOT READ!
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First draft so it's very very rough!!!! Completed My name is Lana Walker. My life had been a fairytale. Until tragedy struck. A car crash that obliterates my entire life including my three mates. I survived but at what cost? Five months later I'm still in pieces. Everyone knows losing your mates is the fastest way to madness. Except on a good ole Monday, I see my mates. From the way everyone around me is behaving, they never died. Neither do they remember me. They despise me. My life has taken a bizarre turn with an unstable power within me, a secret force behind strange attacks and three mates who are on my case. For unknown reasons.. I may have broken into their apartment and attracted their attention. Some very negative attention. "Lana", he coos softly, and I hum in response ", I'm not fucking anyone, pretty girl" My cheeks burn at the familiar nickname, and I swallow my suddenly dry throat until he adds, "Yet," I almost pull a muscle in my neck turning to look at him. When he glances back at me and sees the obvious disgust on my face, he closes his eyes, rubbing his lips together in amusement. There is a rare show of softness for me when he looks at me his fingers stroke my chin to cheer me up. "I'm going to fuck you, aren't I?" my breathing picks up, and I try to see the deception but find none. Just his arrogance and lust. For me. "we'll see" I swallow and stroke a hand down my straightened hair. Jackson cocks his head to the side, the challenge accepted. The hunt is on. "oh, I am fucking you. Six Ways to Sunday" Book one of the "what we did do series" Dark romance/ reverse harem. Mature themes 🔞

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