Luntia Shifters - #1
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Of course, everyone knows the classic story of 'The Elements' and every time, the dark one goes corrupt and betrays all that ever called them a friend. What if this time, the evil didn't lie in the darkness?
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Winter Swan, Nyx, Atlantia, Samson, and Blayze. The Five top Students in Luntia, School of Shifters and All Magical Creatures. They all have one thing in common....each can take the shift of a horse. The more creatures you are able to shift as, the more powerful you are. One form is rare to begin with, But Two? Possibly the most powerful recorded. When these five have Bi-Shifters among them, they are a powerful force to be considered by all. Join Blayze in his journey of love, hate, and secrets.
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