Latoya Hunt

"Never be weak, never be a victim."

When the 'Forgotten' becomes the 'Unforgettable'. 


Destiny’s mother ran from their ancestral home before she was even born.

She's the heir to not only one but two powerful bloodlines.

Eighteen years ago, the actions of her parents, which created both life and death, follow Destiny like a looming shadow. With a promise, a mark, and her only family heirloom, she returns to the place that started it all.

In the town called Rosewood within the land of Nebula.

Like her female ancestors before her, the stakes are high, and the odds are not in her favor.

But Destiny is unlike those who preceded her.

Destiny’s Tough.
Ruthless when Necessary.
And refuses to be the victim of unfairness.

She's coming for everything her family lost.

She's returning to reclaim and rebuild a once-powerful dynasty that the entire land of Nebula once feared.

But who is Destiny?

She's the child destined for greatness.


Follow along on the journey of a young woman who's on the path of reconstruction, self-discovery, and self-acceptance

And maybe, just maybe, she's got what it takes to break the chains of oppression binding others like her.

The Hawthorne Heir

"You ready, pup," Dad's voice echoes throughout my mind. 


“No, But I have to face the consequences,” I replied, rubbing my sweaty palms on my jeans. 


The Mansion is only a mile away; however, we stopped because I'm beyond anxious. It's been almost a year since my dad, and I left the pack lands. 


All that time in the wild gave me a sense of clarity over the past few months, enough for me to have both shame and guilt eating away at me. 


I messed up badly with Tyler and the gang, especially Tyler. My chest hurts every time I think about him. I was a bitch towards him, we both lost something precious to us, and I treated him as though I'm the only one who feels this void. 


He is the first person I wanted to mindlink about my growth, along with my new ability, but I had stopped myself because it isn't fair to either of us with the way I had handled things. 


 Taking a deep breath, I sigh. “Let's get going dad, I can't hide out here forever,” I murmured. 


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