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The Luna's Revenge

Meet Elena Claw Wolfs, the sweetest and at the same time, the most dominant and badass trybrid girl you'll ever see. At least in the human world. She is the rightful heir to the lycan throne Meet her worst nightmare and her antagonist in every way, Thomas 'Cassius' Rein. The being with the darkest and greediest of hearts that you'll ever know in the supernatural world. After the overthrown lycan Queen, Alessia Claw escapes from the clutches of the chains that held her captive in a dark dungeon and her husband's murderer, she runs with what little magic she had left in her to get brother, the vampyre king in search of a safe haven for both her and her unborn child. A child whose destiny had been written great since the dawn of time. The trybrid child, Elena and not just any trybrid child, the first and last of her kind. The only one in existence. What happens when the supernatural and the human world gets entangled in a brutal magical war threatening to tip both off their balances? It is up to Elena, the trybrid Luna to avenge the death of her father and save her mom, her world and all others from the dreadful grip of the evil Cassius. Would Elena succeed? Would she be willing lose her alpha and everyone that she loves just so she can fulfill her already written destiny. Find out in this thrilling book filled with magic and wonder!! Pls leave comments, vote, follow and reviews as you read to keep me motivated. Gifts are well acceptable.

Ulric Efukor · Fantasy
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Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Red Adamson ~

“I’ll pick you up at your house by 6PM sharp for the festivities.” Those were the last I heard of Gar before he hopped into his dirt bike he had rested by the side of a rail and drove off.

I took another thirty minutes trying to whip up something nice for Halloween. At least now I know how song writers feel. The job is nowhere close to being easy. On a good day, writing songs is kind of what I do even if I do the singing in my head but now, it just feels like I’m dry out of words to sing.

‘Charlie!!!’ Charlie is going to be taking the role of one of the backup guitarists. Maybe he can give me a clue or some notes on something to kick start my inner writer. I picked up my shoulder bag and stood up ready to leave where I was and head to Charlie’s right down the block when I noticed through the windscreen of a parked car that both of my eyes had suddenly turned green glowing brightly.