The Dark Tune

The Dark Tune

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Melody Singer is a vampire that has been alive for hundreds of years. Her entire life she had to survive, blend in, and stay hidden from the vampire hunters who are bringing the vampire species to an end, leaving only 100 or so vampires left on Earth. But luckily for Melody, she is a mutant vampire in that she is very human like, but only appearance wise. This is the only reason why she is still alive. But soon she will realize that she has never lived a single day but only survived. The Shaw Clan allows Melody to join their clan and the Queen and King take pity on her for the death of her parents over centuries ago. The Prince of this clan seems to fancy her and changes her view on the world and allows herself to live like a normal vampire for once. But little does she know that evil is lurking everywhere she goes. And it can not only look gorgeous but can sound heavenly.
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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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