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Marilyn had no idea that being sold as a Slave girl from the North would change the direction of her whole life totally.Marilyn was just a young teenager growing up in the secluded Island in the Northern Kingdom. Her mother had died when she was six years old and she had spent the most of her life growing up with her very evil stepmother who hated her and usually treated her like a servant.Her father was the only one who loved her but most times, her stepmother and older stepsister, Kate ( her s
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Elena Forbes married the man she has been loved for fourteen years, but before she can truly win her husband's heart, he will leave her forever. Her husband is suffering from severe heart failure and will only live for a month at most. However, Elena is two months pregnant. Does she really have to trade two lives for one? The answer is yes, her life is originally given by her husband, gives it back is what she should do .........
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The once handsome man changes into a huge midnight black wolf with a white half-moon mark in his forehead. That's the birth mark of every King in their wolf form but the color is not always black. The previous king is a brown wolf.They are all shouting 'hail for the new King, Hail for King Zeus.' And I joined them from here. I'm still shouting when I see my father looking at my direction. We lock our eyes together and by that I knew I'm in trouble. I shift back into my w
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Katherine, is a young beautiful were-wolf, her story happens to me a very sorrowful and mysterious one at a very young age of hers. Her parents died when she was quite young.Katherine grew to understand that her parents died as a result of the money they were borrowing for a very dangerous source.The poor girl couldn't believe her parents would loan money from such a deadly source, this gave her more reason to stay alive and get to the root of everything.She was captivated and sold out to a
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The bright blue sky, the gentle breeze, the wonderful twitting of birds, light shining into my eyes.Just another morning from dreaming about the Prince my mom had always told me about. His blonde hair, his dazzling eyes just like a shining mirage. His masculine hands firmly holding his father's sword, as his lips called for me. But sometimes, i dream about someone else. Someone entirely different. He looks more handsome and alot more dreamy.