"Please, don't eat me," the soft voice begged. The voice was that of angels. Miniature and meek, quiet as one of the whisps that liked to toy with my braided hair. My heart almost stopped hearing its cry.

Calling Razak back to my side, I praised him with a few clicks of my tongue and looked back over at the base of the trunk. Dirty fingers touched the outside of the rotting tree, and half of a dirty porcelain-skinned face peaked out.

The saltiness I smelled was that of her dried tears stuck to her face. The dirt had been washed away in small trails where her tears were left in her wake. An amethyst eye looked me up and down, undoubtedly disturbed by my appearance.

Creed, An exiled Dragon known for his ruthless fighting, disturbing appearance, and muteness. The dragon Elders deemed him unworthy to live in the tribe, unworthy to have a mate. They declare the Moon Goddess would not grant one that was conceived of rape.

Odessa, a woman who just lost her father to cancer, her estranged mother, finds her hours later and whisks her away to a fantasy world to repay her debt to the Duke of Vermillion. She is now a mere blood bag, but fate was on her side one night. She escaped the vampire kingdom only to find herself found by a beast who would now take her under his wings.

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