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The Curse

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I never wanted this, this curse. I was suppose to be one of the blessed: live a longer, healthier, and happier life with my family. But instead I was cursed. Instead, I will live a probable short life and a life full of consistent challenges and hardships. I am a disgrace to my family. They keep me prisoner. I am their embarrassment, and they would not let me go and parade around; showing their mistake. My father stole my freedom, my happiness, my respect. I am no one. I am the one that is cursed, the mistake, the abomination. But I am done. I will get my freedom. I will wait and I will endure. Then, I will steal back my freedom. I will use my 3 inch canine teeth and claws. I'm bigger than your average wolf and more dangerous. I am stronger, my senses are heightened, my endurance is top notch, and my abilities are unstoppable. This is my curse and I will be free.All Rights Reserved

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Prey by Kheinnox

by nature, im a loner. nobody dares to bully me though. try as they might they cant fathom my strength and ability. but it comes with a price. nobody even dares to call me a friend without peeing their pants in fright. but this tiny vixen got the courage to sway me into submission to his every whim and wishes. im a top predator and hes of the lowest of low. but why cant i get enough of him? born in a world where humans and shifters intermingle and common in society, ive became someone my parents are proud of. ive never dreamed of disappointing them. hence, i tried my best to be likeable to everyone. and i mean everyone. i tend to shape my personality to fit in to avoid the bitter reality that if they knew my kind, i for sure be up under their feet. survival of the fittest they might say. but how come when im with you, i smiled sincerely. i converse wholeheartedly. i touch you honestly. the heavens might strike us due to our incompatibility but can society really be the basis to how and whom we truly convey our feelings? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- if you're interested, please, see my other books: First Book: worthy to be mine Blessed Moon Series: blessed moon saved love warm thirst silenced 2nd Generation Blessed Moon Series: freak siren's call craving death impeccably yours solace Other Books: violet prison prey i read comments and i reply to them occassionally. i read messages and i reply to them if necessary. please leave votes if you like them. im super thankful for giving me your leisure time to read my works. see you on my other books. KHEINNOX 💑❤️🏳️‍🌈

Deja Vu: The Healer by pattyofurniture

I marked her and I didn't even know her name.-- Going to her best friend's wedding in a forest lodge, Caroline can't help but feel like she's been there before. Beta William is angry that the Alpha is allowing the wedding to continue with the nasty werecreature disease that is filling up his dungeon. Their lives are about to get entwined together. Will she remember her childhood? Will she realize she has the power to heal the werewolves? Will she realize she's actually talking with that handsome Beta in her mind and not just crazy? Complete: word count 130,000 #1 in Werewolf 9/22 --- Mate. We stared at each other and I felt like a bubble built up around us. The world didn't matter, it was like we were in a completely bleached room. His eyes bore into mine, unblinking and breathtaking. My hand moved on its own and I touched his chest, my fingers skimming over where his heart pounded in time with mine. Heart Then my fingers glided to his neck. Word and then to his temple Thought and finally, down his chin through the spikes of his facial hair. All the while, our eyes connected. His cobalt color started shifting and gold pierced through. My breath left me in an audible long sound, clearing my lungs. It was at that that my head tilted slightly, and I bent my chin to my shoulder, my hand again doing what it wanted and pulling the collar away from my neck. Suddenly pain was at my shoulder and teeth were being bit into me!

Birdbrain by hollenheist

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Shattered Consciousness by HeavenSent345

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Misery Loves Company by KishaMJHayes

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Her Redemption by JennyAmy9

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by nature, im a loner. nobody dares to bully me though. try as they might they cant fathom my strength and ability. but it comes with a price. nobody even dares to call me a friend without peeing their pants in fright. but this tiny vixen got the courage to sway me into submission to his every whim and wishes. im a top predator and hes of the lowest of low. but why cant i get enough of him? born in a world where humans and shifters intermingle and common in society, ive became someone my parents are proud of. ive never dreamed of disappointing them. hence, i tried my best to be likeable to everyone. and i mean everyone. i tend to shape my personality to fit in to avoid the bitter reality that if they knew my kind, i for sure be up under their feet. survival of the fittest they might say. but how come when im with you, i smiled sincerely. i converse wholeheartedly. i touch you honestly. the heavens might strike us due to our incompatibility but can society really be the basis to how and whom we truly convey our feelings? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- if you're interested, please, see my other books: First Book: worthy to be mine Blessed Moon Series: blessed moon saved love warm thirst silenced 2nd Generation Blessed Moon Series: freak siren's call craving death impeccably yours solace Other Books: violet prison prey i read comments and i reply to them occassionally. i read messages and i reply to them if necessary. please leave votes if you like them. im super thankful for giving me your leisure time to read my works. see you on my other books. KHEINNOX 💑❤️🏳️‍🌈