True Alpha

True Alpha

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture57 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., août 19, 2022
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Fiction
Fantasy
In a world where anything and everything supernatural exist, there is a girl named Marlene Hendrix who lives in the calm town of Missouri. Or she thought it was calm. Marlene has had a tough childhood. An absentee mom and a toxic dad who can not handle his alcohol as well as he thinks he can. She ends up living with her grandparents. What happens when Marlene gets a school assignment and in turn digs up the old family history? Will she accept it? Will she turn away from it? Will her grandparents course her through it? Or will everything continue to spiral? Welcome to the tale of Marlene Hendrix. This is an original story I put a lot of work into it I hope you like
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In a world of those who have human and wolf blood, Ophelia is the daughter of a wolf hunter. There's just one thing that might cause trouble for that and that is Ophelia's growing relationship with a pack of wolves that live in the forest behind her house. Ophelia thought her life was going to be simple. Well, as simple as life could get when she just happened to be failing her job, her relationship and (the absolute bane of it all) mathematics. But oh, no, something far more deadly and sinister awaits Ophelia in the forest behind her home. Will she be able to discover how to save her new friends before something takes them from her forever? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Werewolves in England? Yeah, apparently stranger things did happen. Much, much stranger than I had ever thought of before, but strange nonetheless. At first, I thought I had simply been imagining it. As soon as I got into bed and stared up at my ceiling, I pinched myself just to establish that I wasn't, in fact, dreaming. I wasn't dreaming. Thus, I had to accept what I had seen in the forest as the cold, hard, truth- make that the warm, fuzzy, truth. Werewolves were real. It was either that, or I was completely losing it.

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