Princess jody
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Alpha Gabriel and His Human Mate
Werewolf Blurb…
I didn't want the title of Alpha, so I left. With my parents constantly meddling in my life, I tried my best to steer clear of them. But, Dad is a persistent asshole and with his threat of taking away my club, I had no other choice but to do as he says. I thought that I would be unhappy, but I was wrong. I just didn't know that things were about to change when I met my mate, the last thing I expected was to become this possessive asshole and damn, do I like it.
The moment I walked in on something that I shouldn't see, I ran. I know that I acted cowardly and should have stayed to confront my ex, but I couldn't be in the same house with him let alone the same neighborhood. I wasn't thinking clearly, God knows it happened to me all the time. With secrets now in the open and an obsessive asshole on my tail, I couldn't help but think maybe I'd made the wrong choice by coming here, but it's too late to turn back now.
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My only wish
Romance Emily Jacobs: Have you ever had this belief that you would love to finish school, get a degree, get married, grow old together with your significant other and start a family? Well I have. It all came crashing down when I realized none of that was about to happen to me. Well nothing good ever happens to me and I know nothing good ever will, I just have to live my life to the fullest until the end.
This is my story: I am Emily Jacobs, 16 years old. I live in Arizona with my father. My mother left us, so it's just him and I for now. I am 5'5 and slim with long, wavy blonde hair and hazel eyes.
Luca collins: I am the school's bully or that's what I am called by others who fears me. I consider myself to be good looking, with dark brown hair and eye color that I don't even know how to name it. It's a mixture between brown and orange. I have a dimple on my chin and I am 6'3. I get away with everything and make sure no one comes in my way or they'll regret it. I don't love, I don't fall in love. I don't do relationships at all, I am more of a one night stand guy well that was until Emily jacobs the school's freak walked in my life. Now what am I going to do about it?
This is my story: I am luca Collins, sixteen years old. I live in Arizona with my parents and sister.
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New Life: New Beginnings
Dee Gleem For the last two years, Kane has been dreaming of the day when his mate finally turns 18 and they can finally claim each other. However, his world suddenly comes crashing down and his dream is instantly destroyed when the alpha announces that his son (Kane's mate) has found his mate, who is the daughter of a neighboring pack's alpha.
However, he can't bring himself to say anything. He has kept this a secret for two years and he was waiting for another few months until his mate's birthday, but that day is never coming now.
He can't stand seeing his mate with another, and he can no longer handle being in his pack. He can't let his father know either, since he is the pack's Beta.
What can he do? The only thing that he can think of.... He will keep his secret and run as far away as possible. He will no longer be Kane, but he will become a new person, with a new name.
Blake. That sounds nice. It also reminds him of black, which is what his past is now. Beyond Biology: A Woman's Revenge
MAINUMBY My brother, Kevin, just got the bizarre diagnosis.
He had a fully functional uterus.
I, a bio-ethicist, saw it as a severe medical condition, but Kevin, fueled by delusion, declared himself the "next step in human evolution."
My mother, Eleanor, encouraged his madness, seeing it as a shortcut to our family's inheritance.
When I tried to intervene, to warn them of the dangers, Kevin sneered, "You' re just jealous. You' re a woman, so you can' t stand that a man can do your one job better than you. You' re obsolete."
My mother agreed, validating his cruel words.
I pushed back, trying to get the hospital's ethics committee involved, arguing Kevin wasn't psychologically fit.
They found out.
I walked into our family home that rainy night, and Kevin, encouraged by my mother, attacked me with a heavy glass trophy.
The last thing I saw was the trophy swinging down towards my face.
Then, darkness.
And then… light.
I gasped, jolting awake in my own bed, my body whole.
My phone buzzed.
The date confirmed it: three years before my murder.
Three years before Kevin's "miracle."
A slow, cold smile spread across my face.
They had killed me once for being an inconvenience.
This time, I would be the architect of their destruction.