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Amber Wolf Eyes [Discontinued]
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Last published Sun, Aug 14, 2016
One stranger. One party. One walk.
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After being put in the foster system, Darci Kenyon does anything she possibly can to be put somewhere else. She gets her wish, and now new to a strange town a party goes savagely wrong. Threats are coming. Someone wants her dead, on top of that she has to handle a mysterious boy that puts her limits and courage to the test. There is only one way out alive, but would she sacrifice everything, including the one thing that makes her happy just to keep from dying?
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"Kill me," I whisper softly.
"KILL ME!" I scream.
And then it lunges. Pain courses through my body. I faintly wonder why it didn't go for the throat. They always go for the throat, I think.
WARNING: Has some violence.
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