Lavender Sinek
Knight Pack Grounds.
Pretending to faint always works in avoiding confrontation. It helps if you've nicked an artery earlier to pump some blood out, and haven't eaten.
I felt cold. The only thing burning in my veins was revenge. The taste of it. The feel of it. How I craved it.
No one was expecting what I did, except perhaps Damien. Sweet Damien who managed to make me fall for him.
But I couldn't.
I had Revenge to serve, and a mystery to unwind.
I sat at the foot of the bed, beside my sleeping mate and glanced at the torn piece of paper in my hands.
A female heir will always yield the power to be and the power to pass on. The power to create and the power to posses.
Her darkness or light will not be revealed until the beginning of the end or the end of the beginning. Only the wise will know.
The book, held my answers.
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The Epic Revenge of Lavender Sinek (and her brothers)
WerewolfA clear shot rang through the night and hit Damien right on the shoulder. He growled viciously, and I whipped around, wanting to shield him so badly as several more bullets rained down on him. Two hit his thigh, and another hit his shoulder. I pull...
