Devilbesideyou666

I am being hunted. 

Well, not me exactly. Someone wants to get their hands on the genius behind A.M.K Pharmaceuticals. They just don't know it's me. 

I have discovered a way to negate anyone's scent, shifter or human. 

You would think it wouldn't be that big of a deal... deodorants promise the same thing, but my product is nothing like that. 

My product turns its wearers invisible to shifters. 

No, not like that. But shifters need scent more than almost anything else to identify and find a person. Without scent, they can't track down their prey, or smell an enemy coming up from behind. 

I had originally created it so my adopted father and I could avoid the shifter community. 

No one was supposed to know about it. 

Until a little birdy said something they shouldn't have to the wrong person. 

Now the humans are after me and the shifters want me dead.

But that's fine. That wasn't the only thing I came up with.

And if I am as silent as a mouse, no one will see me coming until it is too late. 



This will be a RH novel, the FMC will not have to choose. 

No MM

Check out my other works:

Rebirth In the Apocalypse: Third Time's a Charm (Book 1 in the Rebirth Series) -Completed
Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story (Book 2 in the  Rebirth Series) -Ongoing 
Star's Ships- Completed
Dancing with Monsters- Ongoing
Part Of Your World- Ongoing (Book 2 in the Star's Ships Series)


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As Silent As A Mouse

I got out of bed after all three of the men had left the room to get ready.

It was kind of funny, considering that I was in Lucien's room, and he was forced to grab some clothes and change in Damien's room. But it was also kind of sweet at the same time.

Walking over to his closet, I opened the door and walked in. Clothes were perfectly arranged on either side of the small room. Suites hung up perfectly on my right, while the more casual clothes, such as T-shirts, sweaters, and hoodies, were on the other side. There was even a dresser at the very back that I assumed held his unmentionables and sweatpants.

Grabbing the first long-sleeve shirt I had found, I quickly took off the bathrobe and put it on. Unsurprisingly, it fell down to my knees, completely covering me better than most dresses.

That was one of the benefits of being so short, I guess. And I wasn't about to complain about it.

Caleb?