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We weren't born killers. We weren't meant to be assassins. We were good people. I was a good person. Until I was taken. I had no choice it was either Nash or me and I would never let the Red Brothers take the person I love most in the world. 

So much blood is on my hands. The blood of 107 people. Can I ever wash it off or will I forever be condemned to this life?All Rights Reserved

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The Boy Who Loved The Werewolf by GayShipQueen

First off, it's all those damn witches fault. I knew I shouldn't have killed their mother, but its not like I had a choice! It is-or was-my job to slay, back in 1692. Yea, that long ago. But we were living in a primitive world and the word "witch" got to anyone's ears, and all hell would break loose. Those damn women, three girls all of the marrying age at the time, their mother was accused of witchcraft. It was my job to dispose of the witches. I was the executioner after all, but I was supposed to do it as if it were an accident. The night I went after the girls mother, they were home and watched me do it. Crying, sobbing, screaming at me to stop. But I couldn't, I wasn't allowed. At the end I felt something happening to me, I was getting dizzy and everything was hazy. I heard the three girls speaking-no, cursing me in unison. "You have slain our mother, an innocent women. She had not been dabbling in witchery, she only kept our secret. For having killed our mother, we curse you and your family to roam the world as immortals. Never growing old after the age of twenty one and turning into the beasts you are at the age sixteen. Every night when the moon rises, you and your family shall turn into giant beasts. Beasts bigger than bears but in the body of a wolf. Each night you will kill and you must live with the guilt of the murders you are capable of. Are you satisfied with the blood you've shed tonight?!" Those words are burned into my skull, never leaving. The witches were hanged a few days later, on the night of a full moon. That's when my curse began. Present day, it's easier to hide nowadays from the community. Nobody is looking for me, trying to hunt me down and kill me. At least, not that I know of. But anyways, my name is Fiona Mansfield. I was only seventeen years old when I was an executioner in the Salem Witch Trials. Three witches cast a spell on my family and me, that was 322 years ago. I am 339 now and my family and I are werewolves.

Losing Control by Lasting4ever

No one can prepare you for the moment your life is ripped apart and thrown into the depths of hell. I trusted my parents and believed their love was unconditional - until I sat with their blood staining my hands. The day I was taken from my old life was the day I died inside. Everything that made me who I am was lost in an instant. Now, trapped as a prisoner in his grasp, he hungers for me but I want no part of him. Every second here crushes my soul, reminding me that this is not where I am meant to be. I crave escape with every fiber of my being, or so I thought. But as the days drag on and my will to resist weakens, control slips through my fingers like sand, leaving me at the mercy of his twisted desires. The longer I stay the more I'm starting to lose control.

Goddess assassin (BOOK ONE) by hiddensouth

My name. Well that's classified Know My history. Expect to die Disrespect me. The pain will thrive. After years of torture and abuse my heart went black After years of being a lab rat and experimented on my soul started to rot. But my life changed when I began to live my life out side the packs territory when I was rejected by the man who was supposed to save me from it all. I am the queen of spades The best assassin! And I'm back for revenge. * ALL RIGHTS RESERVED* This book contains SWEARING & SEXUAL ACTIVITIES as well as MATURE SCENES So Read at you own risk and don't complain because I have warned you!👿👿 GUYS PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY STORY IT IS MINE AND I WILL SUE YOUR ASSES IF YOU DO Thanks for reading hope you enjoy 😊😊😊

supernatural family by Brittany2642

I remember when I was 3 I was playing with my stuff animals when I heard voices coming from the front room. I left my playroom with my stuffies in my arms and that's when I saw blood on the floor and the walls, "but that was 13 years ago" I am now 16 years old. and I now would be living in Japan for awhile to distract myself with things but that didn't work well. as I went on a walk one night to calm my nerves down, I ended up passing out from lack of sleep. when I woke up I wasn't in my home I was somewhere else...

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Burning light (task force an child reader) by Gray898

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I Needed You COMPLETED by KayleighKane

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A vampire is born by vampire-girl-84

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love My Owner by CrazyXkimberX2005

I started feeling strange, maybe even Ill. But with constant care of a vampire owner, this shouldn't be happening. My age doesn't matter. But our friendship is the only thing from getting me slaughtered. I shouldn't be falling for him, yeah I know its wrong but he makes me feel special. I wouldn't ever leave him. Now matter what. What about my parent. Their probably dead. I haven't seen them since I was six. I guess I will just have to follow times lead.

Her Seduction | ✔ by EXOtic_Devil

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