Is it bad to shift genres for an author?
Well, who cares?
I'm delving into Werewolves (or Lycans)!
And if that interests you, you can try out my new book. It's called:
‧⋆☾ VALERIUS ☽⋆‧
Yes, I'm terrible at book names.
Anyway, here's the blurb:
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❝I didn't know what hope looked like, but then I saw you.❞
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For Lycans, Selene was the wilderness, the creator, and the pulse of raw power. Abraxas was the consciousness, the preserver, and the source of all cosmos.
Selene gave them their beasts and mates.
Abraxas gave them the harmony with their wild blood and the ability to recognize their destined halves.
Valerius Kronhjól didn't know whether he was blessed by them or cursed by them.
He was the Valdr Dýra.
The only Keeper of Ørichor in thousands of years.
More powerful than any Alpha King lores remembered.
He was history in the making.
Yet he was cursed.
Or so he believed - until he saw her.
Human. Fragile. His to protect.
And the only one who could bring him down to his knees.
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https://www.wattpad.com/story/373152142