White Night

White Night

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When I was born I was the smallest one. They called me the runt. As I grew up I stayed small but I was also weak. Now they call me the weak runt In my teen years all the other teens began to train to protect the land we were given. I was left with the pregnant women who vowed to protect me. I had enough I began to train alone. I slowly but swiftly built up my own power and strength. I used my height as an advantage and my appearance and size as a weapon When the Princess of Alphas come for a visit she caught my eyes as well as the eye of many suitors. Will the princess of Alphas love a weak runt like me or will my secret training pay off? Book 1 of the Hidden Fighter series
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Nyctophilia (n.) -love of darkness or night. finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness --- Life isn't always easy. Sure there's some ups, but there's also downs. My life went downhill real fast the day I lost my voice. The day I stopped talking to any human being. The day that all of it changed the entire way around. I honestly thought I'd stay that way forever... you know, quiet, introverted, sad, but mostly scared. Until I met him. Until he came and changed everything for the best without even knowing it. --- Nyctophilia Heather Walker used to be a ray of sunshine. The kind of person who put a smile on your face with one single glance. Surely, her life was too perfect to be real. Everything got ruined that one night. Since, she hasn't pronounce a word or even communicated with someone who isn't family or best friend. Since... she hates the world. She despises it. Until he comes along. Until he opens a door for Nyctophilia. A door that leads to something she hadn't believed in for years. A door towards hope. Aaron Christopher Black aka your typical underground fighter. Tall, muscular, extremely handsome, but mostly scary. His glare could kill someone easily. He could snap your bone in two without even trying. He is the guy your parents warned you about. Nonetheless, everyone has a reason to their actions, right? No one really knows why he's so cold and mysterious... until she comes in the decor. Ah, will the big bad guy be able to resist to sweet Nyctophilia or will he be whipped so easily no one would believe he really is terrifying? --- ⚠️TW⚠️ This book can contain really sensitive subjects such as self-harm, rape, self-sabotage, eating disorder, depressed thoughts, strong languages and such. I will not put a trigger warning at each chapter, so read at your own risk. I warned you, if you're still reading and it triggered you, it is not on my part anymore.

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