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The Ones They Loathe

Greetings! Thank you for reading Ettore! I plan on going back through this book at some point for more refining, tweaking, and editing. I also plan on adding an epilogue but I'm still brainstorming how I want it to turn out. But for the time being, if you enjoyed this story I've been working on another werewolf book, "The Ones They Loathe"

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Here's a snippet of it:

"Tonight they were after her.

She was left in the middle of the woods to prove herself to her fellow vampires.

She had to run from the things they hunted, loathed, and albeit feared. Rabid beasts that made the ground shake under their paws.

She was their prey, their retribution on her kind. The thorny undergrowth snared at her cloak, tearing the bottom apart as she raced on. She could sense them growing nearer, close enough to blow hot air against the nape of her neck. The silver moon above was her only source of light as she weaved through trees and jumped over any obstructions in her path. She could see a ravine ahead, it was dire that she made it across. Otherwise, she would meet her doom and they would fill their stomachs with her flesh.

She picked up her pace and pushed off with her right foot the moment she reached the edge of the ravine, propelling herself across. She landed with a stumble before regaining her balance and running on.

Loud howls resonated through the air, shaking frost from the trees overhead, feigning a dusting of snow.

She was struck from behind, sending her to the frozen ground, an unforgiving surface that bit into her flesh as they soon would. She heard the murderous growl, saliva propelling onto her exposed skin. She rolled over, kicking her legs sending herself backward in an awkward crab-like crawl. The beast before her had the blackest fur she had ever seen, he blended in well with the shadows.

The moon that he chased, however, was traitorous and illuminated his shiny fur with a silver glow..."