The Myth About Werewolves

The Myth About Werewolves

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Werewolves are not what you think. They are not sexy beasts you read about in cheap romance novels. They are wolf demons that take over their hosts, killing and devouring without a care for their owner's body. They came about in 1800, when starving farmers and slaves sought out a voodoo priestess for help. They were cursed and their curse bled down the line into each generation, all the way into 2017. Two hundred and seventeen years later, a day of choice passed down to each new child in every line. As if turning 16 wasn't scary enough, what with all the new hormones and teenage drama. Those horrors were the least of Breanne's problems, soon she would be choosing between life and death. Her day of choosing was coming quickly, following her birthday and she would be putting her soul in jeopardy. How do you say no to accepting a carnivorous wolf demon that could kill you with one glance?
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Time didn't matter to her. She got up when the sun did and tried to sleep when the sun went down. because of this seemingly endlessness, she's forgotten her name, she's forgotten her family and she's forgotten everything she use to be. Now she was nothing. Living on the streets of a town begging for money and food from travellers that didn't know who she was, unlike the rest of the town that thought of her as something unnatural even though she doesn't know why. Constantly abused by the townspeople who don't understand her, she is left to die in an alleyway after a horrible run in with three drunk men. She was expecting to die and have her corpse eaten by rats and other vermin. What she didn't expect was to be saved by a woman that was everything but human. "Do you want to live?" This woman asked and when she looked into herself she knew the answer, it came easy through her busted lips. "Yes." From that day on she became something else, something not human, something extraordinary and from that day forth she will serve this woman who saved her life and maybe one day remember her name or be given one by her new Mistress. Maybe one day she'll remember who she was and maybe she'll even find the one person that completes her soul. From that day forth she became a Nightwalker. Completed. This is a lesbian story and contains mature actions between females. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter if you do not wish to read such content.

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