Broken
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Valerie is all alone when Zander leaves. And for awhile she was okay. Until her mother died. Leaving her with the empty shell of a man she once called her father. He blamed everything on her. Constantly drowning his sorrows in alcohol, and taking it out on Valerie. One night he pushed it too far. Lying half dead on the floor Valerie calls the police. With her father in jail, and the only family she has dead, they send her to the people she last expected to see. Zander Smiths family. Suddenly she's thrown into a world she never knew existed... Full of alphas, and werewolf's. But nothing can save this broken girl.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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