The Lost Prophecy ➳ Book 1

The Lost Prophecy ➳ Book 1

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"I am a vampire. I do drink blood. I am deadly. But it doesn't mean I'm a bloodthirsty maniac that doesn't know what living is, how living works, because I still feel, I still get angry, I still love," Leandro chocked out, the pain evident in his eyes. Just from that, I wanted to take back all I did, go on my knees and beg for his mercy. But I will never bow to anybody, ever. - Elora Starlight, a seventeen year old orphan, had the dullest life you could think of. Dull food, dull orphanage, dull thoughts. Her only wish was to finally leave the orphanage once she hit the age of eighteen and start over. But her wishes changed as a group arrived at the orphanage. They were everything Elora looked for when it came to company. Reckless, funny, mysterious, but also not what they seemed to be. They were more, especially Leandro. He managed to break her shell of stubbornness and selfishness. He managed to strip her from her identity and show her the real world, the real world that wasn't how it seemed to be. There was more to her new friends, the world, but also her. She was more. - Join Elora on her journey of betrayals, love, hurt, secrets and figuring herself out.
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"Well, well, well. Who do we got here?" An annoying voice mocked me. I clenched my teeth and faced him with a glare, while his eyes raked my whole body. Again. He stopped in my thighs, his eyes widening a little. I couldn't help but pity myself. Surely he's never seen legs like mine, with his sex crimes he's probably used to seeing long, thin, sexy legs, while mine are short, strong, but stubby. "What do you want?" I snarled. His eyes came back to mine, and he smirked."Chill ThunderThighs." I gave him a mean look, is he seriously insulting me right now ? ☆☆☆☆ Disclaimer:I'm still editing the first few chapters but i promise you it gets better:)

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