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Storm is a nobody without her pretty face, her smart mouth and her oblivious healing gift. But all that changes when the gods, to prevent the annihilation of an entire specie, orchestrates her meeting with an underground mafia lord; a ruthless Lycan,  who had been exiled from his pack for killing his father.



***TO NOTE***
Story contains:
1. R18 scenes
2. Violence.
3.Short tales of two other  main characters apart from Female Lead(related).
4. Up for WSA!

The Reincarnated Obsession Of An Exiled Lycan

"We are here, Storm. Wake up." Lent spoke, tapping Storm on the shoulder.

He thought Storm was still asleep, since her face still faced the window. But Storm was not asleep. She hasn't been for the past thirty minutes.

Her mind had refused to let go of the dream she just had. A dream that looked so real to be called a dream. It was like she was there. It was like she was the Prince, or rather in the Prince. Does that even make sense?

What was it all about? What could be the essence of the dream? What could be its interpretation?

The Prince, whosoever he is, had sounded so sad. A sadness that had been very tangible.

But what had he meant by sending them off to be killed? Why would he do that? Beasts, Vampires and Demons? She would have called it bullshit, but for the fact that she had met an angel.

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