Kissed by Midnight

Kissed by Midnight

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Raven is a gentic creature an experiment that was suppose to be killed after it was studied. But the High council of Royals for the Supernatural Realm kept her alive to see what she would grow into. She has two of the worlds most powerful creatures blood running through her veins she is a vampitch half vampire half witch. She is an extoic creature that no one understands. Her parents did not want her so she was raised by a Voodoo Queen in Louisiana who could not have children. Now that she is 17 and no longer deemed a threat she is sent to the prestigeous 'Dimming Hall Academy.' She finds out that she is betrothed to be married but can she? When she tried to be nice it back fires in her face can she love someone who doesn't love her?
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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

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