Crescent Luna

Crescent Luna

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Born half werewolf and half witch , Anastasia Corvinus was no ordinary hybrid. The daughter of the first shapeshifter to ever walk the supernatural world , she was special. Blessed with the strength of the wolves and the powers of a witch , she was the first of her kind. Because of this , they hunted her down, witches, wolves , and vampires sought her life . Unaware that she possessed these gifts Anastasia knew she was different , she never fitted in anywhere, moving from foster home to foster home from the time she was 10 . On her 16th birthday , Whilst at a school camp , she was confronted by a mysterious stranger in the woods , who explained to her what she was and why she suddenly possessed the new found abilities she was experiencing. Join Anastasia as she begins her adventures and learns about who she really is and the part she plays as guardian of the mortal world.
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This is a world where power and dominance stand above anything and everything else. This is a world where you don't want to run around in the dark. This is a world where love is nothing other than a meaningless word used to describe the indescribable feeling of having a Mate. This is a world where wolves are dominant and only the most powerful survive. This is the world Silas, a loner and the first full blooded wolf in history, was born into. The world where she must prove her dominance in order to survive. * * * Unbearable pain erupted through my body, almost instantly. Dizziness made the room swirl unnaturally and darkness threatened to take over. "Up," the Alpha repeated. I tried, but, once again, I was rendered immobile. Another large syringe full of the green and silver mixture was injected into my body. This process repeated, time and time again. My body could not handle it. The room spun in quick, repeating circles as darkness surged, covering everything I saw and felt with a thick, black blanket. I couldn't remember anything. Not who I was. Not where I was. Not who was with me. Not what I was supposed to be doing. But, as I lay there, unconscious, beginning to go insane with pain, I could still hear, still remember, him. I could remember the voice of someone I had met, not that long ago, that already meant the world to me. I could remember the feeling of our wolves connecting, all but the new fifth member of my body, who had led me to this dark, dangerous place. I could remember feeling, for the first time in years, what it felt like to be happy. I could remember his name. Jace. * * * I do not take credit for the picture used in the cover of this story. <ON HOLD>

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