webnovel

Were-Ticked

Auteur: Krystwaters
Fantasy Romance
Actuel · 5.9K Affichage
  • 7 Shc
    Contenu
  • audimat
  • N/A
    SOUTIEN

What is Were-Ticked

Lisez le roman Were-Ticked écrit par l'auteur Krystwaters publié sur WebNovel. Time ticks as changes happen. Drastic they may be, the root of it hunting. As one we call ourselves packs, but slaves we are divided. Who we look up to? Who else but those who own us, the moon goddess...

Synopsis

Time ticks as changes happen. Drastic they may be, the root of it hunting. As one we call ourselves packs, but slaves we are divided. Who we look up to? Who else but those who own us, the moon goddesses. A connection between the past and the present, the ancient rules and the modern rules, the moments in the past and the moments of the present with the thoughts of the future. *** The werewolf pack get caught up in schemes and history. Can we really say they are blessed or cursed?

Étiquettes
6 étiquettes
Vous aimerez aussi

When We Meet Again - Will You Still Love Me?

It's like they have their fate swapped since one has the nature that she shouldn't be having. While the other has the instinct to do the thing that he shouldn't be doing. "I don't think a mere human should be doing that." Feeling nausea by the scenery before her eyes. Indeed... she is the only vampire on earth who hates blood. He pulled out the dagger from the body he step upon without even battling his eyes. His vision is now raised to the lady that is trying to stop looking at the blood that starts pooling. "Says someone who should be drooling over a little 'feast' but didn't." His word somehow is getting on her nerves. The scarlet eyes she possessed, glimmered in the pitch black of the night. "We don't know each other. But I have decided that I hate you." Atlas smirked at the view of the nails that sharpened by the corner of his eyes.  "Feasty, I know the reason why you are here." Octavia flinch. Her fingers curl into a fist with her eyelids shut closed, deeply inhaling her breath trying to calm herself. Slowly the beautiful eyelashes flutter as it opens. Her cornea turned back to its initial color, black. "Good girl. Now tell me, who sent you here?"  He cleans up the dagger he holds while listening tentatively. Looking straight at the person standing in front of her. She speaks, "You are Atlas Soreus?" "I am," he replied calmly. "I need your help, sir." His hand movement halt for a brief second. Keeping his smirk that haven't faded, he raised his head. Facial expression turns cold. "A vampire... Need help from a mere human?" Seeing the serious face in front of him. He chuckled in the mid of the silence. "Interesting."

Lemoness · Fantaisie
Pas assez d’évaluations
5 Chs

audimat

  • Tarif global
  • Qualité de l’écriture
  • Mise à jour de la stabilité
  • Développement de l’histoire
  • Conception des personnages
  • Contexte mondial
Critiques

SOUTIEN

En savoir plus sur ce livre

Rapport