Black Moon, White Star And Blue Night

Black Moon, White Star And Blue Night

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There is a world that is made up of Werewolves, Vampires and Witches. Vampires are the Dark Knights of the town not pure, they kill who ever is out at night and who ever brakes the rules. Werewolves are the Blue Knights of the town they see something bad happing and don't help, but if a Vampire were to mess with them war would break lose. Witches are told to be the White Knights of the town but they were killed off by the King of Vampires and Queen of Werewolves, or were they? their power is meant to be really strong when they hit sixteen years old. But not all Blue and Black Knights are evil some are half good loners that walk alone and kill their own, Want to find out the story of Misery the only White Knight to live? or to have lived.
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Melody was just a normal werewolf in a normal human school. When she graduates, she meets other werewolves. She falls in love but soon finds out everything in her life was a lie. She was a princess and some of the last wolf protectors. The only ones that can save the werewolves. *** Life. Life is hard when you are an 18 year old werewolf in a high school infested by humans. Life is hard when you can't trust anyone with your secret, not even your mother, the one who birthed you. Life is hard when all you can think about is tearing someone's throat out and ripping through their tendons to feed from their bodies. Life is hard when at any moment, you want to blow up and shift. You want to give in, lose control. Feed the beast. It's hard when no one understands what you go through every day.

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