Fated Mates

Fated Mates

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Alone on the world and broke as hell, Darya enters a singing competition where five people will be picked to go on a trip to a tropical island. When she wins, she is ecstatic. She has no idea what she had walked into when she decided to take a unmarked trail while hiking on this trip. Suddenly she is thrown into a world of magic and monsters. As she tries to get used to the idea of the creaturss that are creeping into her heart, her dark past is resurfaced. Will she tell her new friends about the haunting nightmares and shadows following her? Will she deny her fate that is linked to another? Or will she drown in the unknown darkness that tries to consume her?
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My book has been #272, #154 and #177 in Werewolf. Lincoln Rylan is a human, so why is she being terrorized by beast of the woods? She's lost her sister and brother-in-law in a car accident and has to take one her two twin nieces, how much does the world think she can handle? - " Got you. " His husky voice whispered as I was shoved against the wall, face against the wall while he had my hands behind my back. Like he was arresting me. " Get off of me! " I tried to fight him. I tried to fight the beast. " You're mine. " He growled as he placed his face in my neck. He was smelling me. " I'm nobody's! Get you filthy mutt hands off me! " I snapped. I was twisted around and my back was shoved against the wall in under a second as I starred into his black eyes, the rest covered by a hoodie. " I am not a mutt. I will not take my hands off of you. You are mine. " He let out a loud growl. " Who are you? " I bit out. " I'm Hell. "

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