My Bad Dream

My Bad Dream

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WpMetadataReadConcluída qua, abr 27, 2016<5 mins
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Paranormal
This is a real life expirence and it may be short but this is 100% real. This is a dream but it felt so real.
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In the slums of Dawnridge, humans dream small. A full stomach. A warm bed. A single golden petal drifting from the Spring Union Parade, said to promise love and a better future. Zaria has stopped believing in fairytales, but she still searches for the petal every year. Because hope is hard to kill. Beyond the crumbling streets of Dawnridge, tension between humans and wolf-shifters grows more dangerous by the day. Villages refuse to unite, old hatred festers, and the borders weaken against the horrors lurking beyond them, from flesh-ripping rotfangs to child-stealing skullcrows and rebels eager to watch the kingdoms burn. When Crown Prince Cassius arrives in his bedridden father's place to restore order, he expects resistance. What he does not expect is her. Cold, ruthless, and fiercely loyal to his kingdom, Cassius believes humans and wolf-shifters should remain separated, though he honours the fragile alliance for the sake of his father's wishes. Then one encounter with a fiery, stubborn human girl changes everything. After fate chains Zaria and Cassius together in ways neither of them expected, they are drawn into a dangerous world of political unrest, buried secrets, deadly creatures, and a bond that threatens everything they thought they knew about loyalty, hatred, and themselves. Because some chains are stronger than iron. And some fates refuse to be broken.

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