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The Alpha's Toy

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Enter a world where slavery is not only legal but slave traders are well advertised business men. Werewolves vampires and other supernatural creatures roam freely and unhidden in this world. Please stay a while and enjoy the thrilling tale of Jade Summers and how she became the ruthless Alpha female to be feared. But be warned, this is not your usual fairy tale with prince charming and brave knights. But rather a tale of tragedy, hardship and danger. Friends become enemies and enemies become trusted allies. In this story Villains draw the line and the boundaries of morality are tested. For you see there are no heroes in this dark and hopeless place where nothing is what it seems.

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