Story By Arden River
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Arden River

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I am a new aspiring write. i enjoy getting to know my characters just as much as you will. i practice more of the fantasy,romance,drame genres
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Waiting for you: Howling Hearts 2
Updated at Nov 18, 2024, 03:09
Bound by ancient, moon-touched blood and werewolf packs being the backbone of every society they birthed in a world where loyalty reins above all else…. Dawn,s life is about to take many turns that she never saw coming. This is the love story of Dawn and Alpha Xander that originates in the middle of Silvermoon Pack with passion, loyalty, and leadership. Along with tackling their roles in the pack and the coming war against traitors. Dawn and Xander together with the rest of the pack go to war because an traitor betrays them. Rogue traitor Amanda threatens to take over the pack, forcing Dawn and Xander (with heavy hearts for both) to have all hell break loose around them. But before Dawn can live happily with Xander, tragedy occurs on the battlefield.
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Howling Hearts
Updated at Nov 30, 2023, 12:12
I made my way directly to the library with the present I had for Asher all nicely wrapped up, ready to be torn open. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. When I arrived at the library, no one was there. I sat there for a whole 20 minutes waiting for Mr. no show. I felt stupid for thinking he would actually come. I got dolled up for no reason at all. Maybe I’ll still meet my mate today. Then it won’t be for no reason. I got up from the table seat and went into the hall, hearing a lot of whispers regarding my new appearance. Some asking if I’m a new girl, others saying I’m trying too hard and others saying I look drop dead gorgeous. I didn’t know how to feel about myself. As I was wandering around the halls waiting for school to start, a smell hit me like a truck. It filled my lungs and took over my mind. It was the smell of after the rain had fallen. Petrichor. "Mate", I growled. I let the scent lead my feet to where my mate was. I was so excited and my palms are sweaty. It led me to the janitor’s closet and before I opened it I heard a moan. I put my ear to the door and heard shuffling. “Hurry Saige, I smell my mate, I can’t let her meet me like this.” I know that voice my heart skips a beat, fear and anger covers my heart like a blanket. It can’t be. It can’t be. There’s no way
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