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Paranormal
The Razor Rocks Pack is something of a nightmare. Stories of their doings are something parents tell their kids to keep them out of the woods. To step across the border is a death sentence, carried out by the children of Alpha Razor. Some say they bathe in the blood of their enemies. Some say that the skulls of their victims litter the once grassy fields. They are emotionless. Cold. Calculating. Ready for blood. She won't hesitate to snap your neck, spill your blood and use your bones for decoration. Enter, her mate. Can her mate change the way she see's the world?
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The pain was too intense. I had no one. Parents? My mother died in a fire. Father couldn't stand seeing how much I looked like my mother. Sibling? My father still believed my mother was alive a hiding, and never met anyone. «¥» I was slowly dying inside. My pack was in a war. Fighting against the most toughest, harsh, and rough pack known in North and South America. When the alpha turns out to be my mate I'm not concerned about, by him. «¥» There's an inferno burning me inside and out. My pack was slowly breaking down,brick by brick. I tried to make excuses for why he did that to me Stress? Tired? But when he rejected me, I left, with a burden. «¥» The passion of hurt started from the balls of my feet and ran upward. I was lost. Pain was an understatement. I would have died. We would have died. If the pack attacking my old pack hadn't kidnapped me. If then I wouldn't have found my second chance mate. «¥» Follow the life of Bethany. And see how it plays out.

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