Actual book not posted yet! Juliet Williams, 16 years old.... The most hated girl in her family, her school, everything. She's not only beaten by kids at school, but her own father beats her! But there's something off about her and her father, they're not human. They're werewolves. If that's so, where's her mate? If she ever does meet him, will he reject her, or keep it a secret from his friends so he won't be hated too?
THIS BOOK IS NOT YET FINISHED.(PREVIEW) Chris Pier is a young man with small hope and big dreams. He is dealing with the brutal murder of his mother and trying to cope with reality. Chris Pier does well for himself, goes to college, reconnects with a girl, but good things go bad and he is trapped with undecided decisions.
In former times people thought that some kind of elves could use sleeping humans to reveal the secrets of nature. Are these elves gone for ever or do they still need unsuspecting souls to learn of the deep night?
Tennyson's classic manages to capture both the honor of those who died and the utter futility of the charge. Patriotic, yet also pulling no punches about the horror of war.
"My Letters to God," is a short collection of my childhood and present day, personal and spiritual through's. " What good is Knowledge without applying Wisdom?" by Kakorya Freesia
Actual book not posted yet! Juliet Williams, 16 years old.... The most hated girl in her family, her school, everything. She's not only beaten by kids at school, but her own father beats her! But there's something off about her and her father, they're not human. They're werewolves. If that's so, where's her mate? If she ever does meet him, will he reject her, or keep it a secret from his friends so he won't be hated too?
THIS BOOK IS NOT YET FINISHED.(PREVIEW) Chris Pier is a young man with small hope and big dreams. He is dealing with the brutal murder of his mother and trying to cope with reality. Chris Pier does well for himself, goes to college, reconnects with a girl, but good things go bad and he is trapped with undecided decisions.
In former times people thought that some kind of elves could use sleeping humans to reveal the secrets of nature. Are these elves gone for ever or do they still need unsuspecting souls to learn of the deep night?
Tennyson's classic manages to capture both the honor of those who died and the utter futility of the charge. Patriotic, yet also pulling no punches about the horror of war.
"My Letters to God," is a short collection of my childhood and present day, personal and spiritual through's. " What good is Knowledge without applying Wisdom?" by Kakorya Freesia