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Allure Of The Beast • Book I ✔ (Under Major Editing)
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Complete, First published Jun 05, 2021
Mature
Thirty years ago, after The Great War took place nothing was the same anymore. Monsters were slayed, evil was erased.

The Betas overtook the world bringing peace and harmony where the Omegas survived.

Creatures called Alphas did not exist. 

Mating and bonding was simply a myth. Fiction. Folklore.

Then who was this hunk of man on my bed?

Who was this beast and why was his darkness so fucking alluring?



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SNEAK PEAK 



"You know what? Fuck it if you're my mate. You can stay behind your fucking shadows and I'll...I'll date a handsome Beta and marry him and have many kids and-" A loud growl cuts me off and my entire body freezes at the animalistic noise as a chill runs down my spine. 

I think I forget how to breathe and in a blur of a motion I'm slammed against my bedroom wall with my cheek pressed against the wall and a warm body pressed against my back.

"I fucking dare you to repeat that, mate."



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A pretty omega living an average life meets a beast who wasn't supposed to leave the shadows.

Read to find out what will happen when their fates cross and a romance which was never meant to happen, blossoms between them.



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BEST RANKINGS

#1 Kinky
#10 Beta
#12 Omega
#76 Possessive 
#81 Submissive 
#120 Stalker
#125 Mates
#202 Alpha 
#257 Paranormal
#305 Omegaverse 
#607 Werewolf 
#883 Love
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