Protector [In Progress/Editing]

Protector [In Progress/Editing]

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Paranormal
This story is kinda like Twilight do not get mad at me!!!! I really like Stephenie M's books so why not? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------      I woke up in a cold sweat. My throat burned, had I screamed? Maybe, my head was aching too. Question swirled in my mind, 'Who was that? Was that my kid? How did her teeth get like that?' I got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. I looked pretty shaken. My hair was disheveled and my normally golden brown skin seemed to have paled a shade lighter. I took a quick shower and prepared myself for my day. ~ Alyssa was your average city girl. Her parents were divorced, family torn, and of course she was moving to a small town in Connecticut with her mother. Nothing strange right- wrong. This town has a secret that has been passed for generations among two families, and Alyssa has just landed right in between the biggest family feud since Romeo and Juliet.
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Anneliese

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