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HIS CHOSEN MATE

"she was chosen because she was his right from the very beginning..." Once on a rare occasion, the night of a blue full moon, a girl is being taken from a household to serve the beasts who call themselves werewolves. The werwolves were the one who ruled the town and controlled everything. They looked human but buried under their human facade was a ruthless monster who seeks to destroy. Everyone tried to protect themselves but deep down they knew they were no match for the werewolves. Arianne was a little girl who was born different from other people in the town. She had long red hair and she was born with different coloured eyes. One green and one brown. No one knew exactly why she was born that way and it wasn't hereditary. Her mother also died during her child birth and because of that her father, Massimo distanced himself from her and chose to remarry instead. He married a woman called Christine who already had a child out of wedlock, Rissa. Together Rissa and Christine decided to make Arianne's life hell to which her father turned a blind eye to and because of that, it affected Arianne and she decided to withdraw herself from her family and the society. The day of the selection came and Rissa was selected to go and serve the werewolves. Scared for her life, Rissa decided to persuade her mother to convince Massimo to offer Arianne up for the selection. Ignoring her screaming pleas and tears, Massimo offered up Arianne to go and serve the werewolves. No one really knows what happens to the girls that are being selected and no one bothered to ask. Not knowing the fate that awaits her, Arianne decided to go and serve the werewolf who they call Ivan Giovanni, a alpha who is known for his ruthlessness. Can Arianne survive living among werewolves? What happens when she finds out more about her identity and the only person who could help her was Ivan? What do you think will happen if she finds out that Ivan was the boy she had saved all those years ago from dying? NOTE: I DO NOT OWN THE COVER IMAGE OF THIS BOOK. IMAGE WAS FOUND ON PINTEREST.

DA_Aloera · Fantasie
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THIS IS IT, THIS IS WHERE I DIE

ARIANNE POV

My sword rang.

The piercing sound echoed through the frozen peaks, cutting through the eerie silence that had fallen over the mountain. The undead swarmed around me, their decayed hands outstretched, teeth chattering like beasts thirsting for flesh. Their hollow eyes locked onto mine, and despite their lifeless state, I felt the weight of their hatred. It was cold, so cold that even my breath seemed to freeze before it hit the air.

I could feel my muscles screaming, the exhaustion from days of fighting creeping into every corner of my body. My sword, slick with ice and blood, had become an extension of me—every swing an act of survival. The ringing sound as steel met bone was deafening, but I couldn't let it stop me. I couldn't stop, not with them coming in waves.

I hacked my way through them, alone, and fought my way to try to reach the cave, but they were relentless.