The Found Daughter (Slow And Random Updates)

The Found Daughter (Slow And Random Updates)

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Hi I'm Jynx. I'm a 10 year old girl who was dropped off at an orphanage when I was just a baby. I get bullied by all the kids but one. His name is Paxton, he is 14 years old. He protects me as much as he can from all the bulling. And for that I thank him. Started June 29/2020 ________________________ This is my third book. My grammer is not on par. But want to find out how this book goes. Please read and find out. Hope everyone enjoys.
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NOTE: please do not comment "it's Britney bitch" in the comments as I hat Britney Spears and those type of comments will be deleted, thank you. WARNING: due to this being written was I was really young, this book is hella cringy and cliche, it's also a rough draft and contains spelling errors. She was an unwanted runt. He's the Alpha King. She was ousted from her pack. He was looking for his Mate. She's a four foot runt. He a fully grown six foot-four inch werewolf. She was captured and tortured. He's been ruling the Werewolf World for seven years, unmated. She's 17. He's 26. ------------- "This right here," he says, moving his hands up my thigh, squeezing it lightly. "That's mine. Are we clear?" He asks, tightening his arms around my waist. "Yes." I say, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. " I don't think so kitten. You're not going anywhere until you get dressed." He whispers in my ear, huskily. "Okay." I say, hurrying off into the giant walk-in closet to get dressed. © Neva Bellthorn 2016 All Rights Reserved.

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