WAYA the WEREPIRE

WAYA the WEREPIRE

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 17, 2026
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Fiction
Horror
Waya always believed she was an ordinary woman leading an ordinary life. But when she is thrown into the path of a active shooter, she does what she has to and bites his neck. The taste of blood changes everything. Before she can catch her breath, a stranger named Ulfur appears, just at the magic moment when she needs him the most. He takes her to a hidden compound in the Kentucky hills, where others like her live in secrecy. Hybrids. Half-wolf, half-vampire. Beings bound by instinct, loyalty... and dangerous politics. Waya wants to belong, but the werepires push her boundaries and there comes a line she won't cross- Ssuddenly she's on the run, caught between the world she left and one she never asked for. When a charming, lethal vampire rescues her, Waya finds herself pulled into a new life... and a new temptation. But her past isn't finished with her. A romantic fantasy about identity, belonging, and the kind of love that sees every side of you-even the ones you're still discovering.
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