The werewolf shadow hunter.

The werewolf shadow hunter.

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Paranormal
Hey my name is Harley and this is a story about my umm....unique life. So there's this boy named Ryken who I think is AMAZING! But he is the school bad boy. You know the one that smoked outside behind school or half the times doesn't even come to school. And then my whole life turned upside down. I learned that I am one of only a few werewolf shadow hunter. There are demons in our everyday life but normal people can't see them. But I can. And I am the only person who can save mankind. At least that's what I thought. Before I found them. Hey I'm ady this is my first book and I have sooooo much stuff going on. I am not the best speller but hey I'm getting better.....I think. But anyways please don't go hard on me if anyone even reads this. So here I go my first book!
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