The Clandestine

The Clandestine

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You thought I sparkle, didn't you? That I am one of those love-tortured creatures that is portrayed in the entertainment business. Well, I'll let you in on a little secret...I am your worst nightmare. Something even your own mind would be scared to conjure up. I killed without a thought. It could be a law-abiding citizen, or a loving mother of two. I didn't care. I killed to live. I killed for blood. That was my life. Until a strange creature changes all that and grants me back my humanity. I am still a vampire but can now feel everything. I must lead my coven and deal with the sins of my past, all well trying to guard my heart from the oh so devious and tempting Connor Andona. Hunting seasons over, its time to eat up all the deaths that I have caused.
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I was supposed to be on a chill RV camping trip with my boyfriend's family. Key words: supposed to. I hated him, I hated them, and the only thing keeping me sane was sneaking off at night to take pictures of the forest. But one night... I wandered too far. Now I'm being held captive by something straight out of a fever dream-a 7-foot tall lycan beast who doesn't shift, doesn't speak, and definitely doesn't care about my personal space. Oh, and apparently? I'm his mate. Cute. I've tried escaping-multiple times. He always catches me. Throws me over his shoulder like it's just another Tuesday. I curse him out, he grunts. I run, he drags me back. I'm not falling for him. I don't care how protective, possessive, or weirdly gentle he is when he thinks I'm asleep. I just want out... right?

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