Phoenix Drop Storm
  • Reads 190
  • Votes 15
  • Parts 18
  • Time 26m
  • Reads 190
  • Votes 15
  • Parts 18
  • Time 26m
Ongoing, First published Sep 28, 2016
Storm Cloud OhFive, teenage werewolf, warlock girl, was left with her older brother, Shadow, who is a doctor and is 24 years old, and her younger brother, Deadlox, who is 12 and is rarely at home. They snuck out of their foster home to follow Laurance when they were younger. Laurance's foster family took them in until Shadow could get a job and afford a house. When Shadow earned enough money, they moved into a house next to Laurance's. Storm Cloud has always been Laurance's best friend. From birth, to being orphans, to sneaking out. They've been through it all together. What will happen when Storm gets another best friend in Highschool? (Btw, Storm is a year older than Aphmau in the series so Aphmau won't be there on the first day or year.... I DONT KNOW WE'LL SEE!)
 
Also, this is my first book so plz don't judge.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any of these characters except for Storm and her family. Everything else belongs to Aphmau.
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