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CHAPTER TWO: A Glimmer of Hope
CHAPTER THREE: Chaos Unleashed
CHAPTER FOUR: The Cure
CHAPTER FIVE: The Mating Ritual
BOOK FIVE: Call of Revenge
CHAPTER ONE: Old Enemies
CHAPTER TWO: Back to Alma Venus
CHAPTER THREE: Burning for Revenge
CHAPTER FOUR: The Last Battle
CHAPTER FIVE: Tears of Sorrow
BOOK SIX: Of Wolves and Dragons…
CHAPTER ONE: Before the Storm
CHAPTER TWO: The Council
CHAPTER THREE: The Trial
CHAPTER FOUR: Nikolas Blackmane
CHAPTER FIVE: Breaking Dawn
Alma Venus Shifter-Brides (The Complete Series)
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CHAPTER ONE
Alma Venus
Avelyn dropped her towel and reached for the blue bathrobe. She caught a glimpse of her body in the mirror and stopped for a second, contemplating it from the top of her head to her dark red toenails. She sighed. “Three more months.” The only thing she couldn’t give up on when she had made her decision almost 10 years before was her hair. It cascaded down her bare back, reddish blond curls that were now heavy with water. She had given up on her slim waist, narrow hips, and smooth thighs. At first, it was difficult, but there was no other way. The only thing that could offer her a sense of control and confidence was changing her body, attitude, beliefs, and even dreams as much as possible, becoming the opposite of what was expected of her. She refused to be like the others girls, thin, shy, and obedient, waiting for Prince Charming to spend a fortune to enjoy their grace and talents.
An impatient knock on the door snapped her out of her thoughts.
“Avelyn, hurry up! I’ve got it.”
Even though Delyse had whispered, Avelyn could hear the excitement in her voice. She threw on her bathrobe, snatched a dry towel for her hair, and unlocked the door.
“Where is it?”
“Right here,” said Delyse. She motioned for her friend to follow her to one of the single beds. They both sat down, and Delyse pulled out a white envelope. Avelyn grabbed it and opened it with trembling hands. She took out the shiny ID card and looked closely at her own picture. Joanna Thorne. She repeated the name two more times, loving the way it rolled down her lips. She hugged Delyse, squeezing her small frame so hard that the girl could hardly breathe for a moment.
“Thank you! Thank you so much!”
“No problem,” smiled Delyse. “I told you my brother would do anything for his little sister.”
Avelyn finally let go and put the ID card back into its envelope.
