Imprinted Prisoner of Fangs.
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Ongoing, First published May 11, 2021
Mature
They've told you stories of Vampire. Or to the tribes "the cold ones". And they even told you stories about werewolves. "Mutts" as the vampires call them.

The relationship between the two has never been the greatest. They hate each other but they tolerate each other because of a treaty they have. 

But while they tell you these tales about blood suckers and wolves. They forgot to mention the other being more rare than the female wolf. 

Witches.

That's where I come in. 

Hi. My name is Violet. And I'm about to tell you my side of the story. The story of a witch.
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