Shadow Bond
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  • Reads 672
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  • Parts 25
  • Time 3h 15m
Complete, First published Mar 04, 2015
Mature
A profecy, a magic and an evil. The fate of a young moroi princess lies in the hands of her dhampir friend and her secret. A bond of friendship and spirit  with a big twist (This is set on the story vampire academy but contains new thought out charcters mixed with the originals)

And that's when it happened I heard a howl and saw him jump down from a tree with two more following his lead. When they reached the ground two of the strigoi charged at me one was a woman and the other two were men. The woman came at me trying to grab my throat but I swiftly dodged her hand and kick her in the stomach ''You little bitch I'm going to rip you limb from limb'' she yelled with a low voice. I bolted towards her ''Not in you lifetime you old hag.'' I threw a few a punch and kick her against one of the trees. In that split second that she wasn't regesturing I drove my stake thru her heart she let out a shriek and her body fell to the ground.
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