Story By Rebecca Ann
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Rebecca Ann

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I am a simple southern woman with the love of family, friends, and reading! I love the simple things in life...like good mornings kisses, gathering the bestest hugs from my grands, playing with our woofer Pixie, laughing on the good days, smiling with determination on those other days. I believe family is family, even the bad ones. I believe life offers many lessons if you are willing to be taught. I ultimately own a junk aka consignment shop and play with auctions. I have always written as my source of relaxation. Never have I truly taken then time until now to explore that love. I suppose middle age would be a good say yet I don\'t dress or act any different than I always have. $100 jeans, $2 tees, and a comfy pair of Hey Dudes on my feet!...;) Life has not always been easy but I have found the love that most only dream of finding. So thru my writing I hope my characters find their best days with love and laughter as I have found in mine. I am living my best days now with my love Lionel at my side. We have a crazy 6 pack of boys...4 mine (Marcus, Tyler, John, And Clayton), 2 his(Casey and Jamie)...ours! Lots of bonus kids to love along the way as well ..These wide spread personalities have given me much material to use for my creativity when writing. 19 grand children strong as I am writing this...who knows more to come is always probable...;) I am a talker, never meeting a stranger...I love meeting new peeps. I love playing with my junk. I just love life. I am broke more days than not. I am also richer than most with the family I have. Surviving the mental illness of others. Thru those experiences I have learned to really just love waking up and seeing a new day! I believe if you make a mistake own it and move on. Work hard for what you want. Never feel owed unless you truly are! Always be greatful! Most importantly love yourself! You can not truly love someone else unless you love yourself first! I could really go on and on...lol I hope you enjoy my stories. I am writing my first real completed story...I hope I am good enough for more. I hope people will love me enough to tell me the good and the bad so I can be better tomorrow than I am today! I am excited about this new adventure! I hope that I do not fail those reading it or my loves that have to survive me while I am writing! Happy reading!
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The Ganeswolf
Updated at Apr 24, 2022, 07:51
Sage, a lowly Omega, has reached her age of adulthood, becoming 18 was no joy for her as she knows her lowly rank, being on the bottom of the Omega ranks will never result in her finding her mate. Then Logan appears and brings knowledge and hope. Logan introduces her to a world she didn't know existed along with names she has never heard....Her past story is born of love, love lost, betrayal, and death....hidden amongst the enemy since a young age and no memory of more than the Cold moon pack with no known family outside the adoptive family she has or hope for more than life was offering her she is leery of Logan and all that he has revealed. Logan, being raised in an orphanage was always a loner. People didnt understand him and he didnt care to be understood. Logan had started having dreams at an early age of werewolfs and such. Not understanding these dreams were really visions and were meant to give him knowledge he would need in his future. Until one night on a lonely deserted road, when a loan wolf started walking along side him. Logan had nervously found a place to sit and turned to look the wolf in its eyes. In that fleeting moment all the long ago memories of the time that led up to his birth had revealed itself along with who Logan truly was and so many secrets waiting to be revealed. It was a night of the blue moon, same as on the night he was born and for the first time Logans inner wolf spoke to him. His first night shifting, his first night speaking to the Moon Godess whom labelled him the Ganeswolf and his first time understanding she had been talking to him for along time now.
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The Story Of Us
Updated at Dec 17, 2021, 06:47
I had found rock bottom. For some that is usually drugs or booze. For me it was the man I had married. Because of him I am laying here inside an ambulance awaiting transport. Feeling my clothing being cut away as the last of my dignity is tossed out the window, as I lay partially naked exposed to all that passed by. Feeling the blood run down the side of my face where I had been shot. Feeling the burning sensation in my right shoulder registering I had been shot more than once. The reality was I was laying there not knowing if I was living or dying. Unsure of the safety of my children, knowing that I was in no position to protect them. Knowing that my soon to be ex-husband was on the loose with a gun. The last of my sanity in that moment had to be slipping as all I could think as the ambulance pulled away was, damn they just cut of my brand new bra and jeans. Bad shit never happens when I wear my old worn out work clothes. Go buy something new finally and my world goes straight to hell.
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