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Cursed By The Moonlight

9TH PLACE WEBNOVEL WEREWOLF WRITING COMPETITION 2022 CURRENTLY REWRITING SOME CHAPTERS [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!] A hundred years ago, Zion fell in love with a woman who wasn't a werewolf nor a human. She was considered an abomination by the Gods of Heaven and Demons of Hell, a product of a forbidden love. The Gods took her away from him, but before her life ended, she promised that she will come back and Zion promised to search for her. Set in the year 2035, where Terrans, formerly called humans, and other mythical creatures coexist. Amaris died at the hospital due to a tragic accident. But after an hour of being dead, she opened her eyes like nothing happened. She couldn't remember a single thing, not even her name. For five years, she tried to live a normal life with a woman who introduced herself as her aunt and a cousin who was an avid fan of werewolves and vampires. She accidentally met Zion who was considered the most powerful alpha, respected by Terrans and feared by both werewolves and vampires. He was an alpha without a luna, cursed by the Moon Goddess for a thousand years. They felt a sudden connection, something that they have never felt before. An Alpha who never stopped searching for his long lost love and a Terran who keeps on forgetting the feeling of love. Are they fated to have each other? Or are they cursed to meet each other? ***************************** Book cover is mine. Please do not repost. Art by: elkshan (IG) Contact me at skymaiden0319@gmail.com Instagram: authorsky_maiden Facebook: Sky Maiden FB Link: https://www.facebook.com/sky.maiden.121

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Dream Torment

Zion gently put down Amaris on the bed. Halia welcomed them and provided them a bedroom to rest. They were supposed to continue their journey in the morning, but Zion was worried about Amaris. 

Cole and the others were still at the riverbank and would follow them after they buried the bodies of the werewolves and vampires. Damien was the only one who escorted the couple.

Amaris felt like her arm was being cut open, so she was screaming and crying on the way to the Fae Clan's main house.

Halia took Amaris' arm to check on it. Earlier, on the way to the main house, they heard a girl screaming. But it was too late when they checked what had happened. The girl was gone. Only blood and a piece of a finger were left on the scene. 

It was the first time in fifteen years that someone in their territory had been attacked. They followed the tracks and found that the intruders were around ten to twelve of them.