Omnia
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All I ever wanted was a family who would love and support me. Instead, I got what I always deserved hatred, torment, and nobody who gave a damn about me. All they wanted was the money that came with me, and when they learned that they would never receive a dime they began to hurt me physically and mentally. All that changed on my sixteenth birthday. I gained my wolf Talia, and I gained my freedom. Meet Omnia Luria Smith, she became an orphan at the age of six. Her mother was killed in a fire, and her father she has never known. She has her mother beautiful caramel skin, and in her mother's words, she has her father beautiful hazel eyes. Her hair is curly and long, and the rest of her features would be explained as the story goes on. I mean after all the story starts out when she is only six. I know it will start off a little rough but give me time and I will be happy to smooth out the ride!!!! Thank you very Much.
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