mga asong lobo

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Sia

"You're alone?" Terry asked from outside, her face poking out of a bush.
"Yes fuzz-head, now common." She looked greatly offended for a minute, but let it go and climbed the apoy escape ladder and crawled threw the window. She put a streak of shaggy black hair behind her ear, revealing her electric blue eyes.
"And?" She demanded.
"And what?"
"Common Sia, Mum."
"She didn't ask. She thinks Hannah's off to pick you up at ski club."
"Good." Terry relaxed and crashed on her bed, exhausted.
"Wear were you tonight?" I asked.
"Here and there around the Greenbelt, that's wear he hangs out for themost."...

I would just like to say a little bit on Werewolves.
I am proud to say that I have been a Werewolf-fanatic for my entire life, and nothing makes me feel madami at tahanan then that topic. All my life, I have heard every piece of garbage on mga asong lobo that there is out there, and it's a little bit upsetting.

The one thing that really strikes me as odd, is that the book Twilight (and the following books in the Saga) sa pamamagitan ng Stephenie Meyer relates to the Real werewolves, that exist in our history as Man.

But what strikes me as odd, is the fact that the Legends in her books, were Real legends to begin with....

When I woke up, I was drugged; the grogginess pulsed in my veins. It was hard to ilipat already, but even worse so because of the fact that my wrists were strapped with steel clasps. I slid my eyes slowly over to the scene before me: a vampire, standing behind a podium, and two people in back of him. The vampire was looking at me curiously, as if trying to decide whether it was okay to talk in the state I was in. I looked back at the two figures, and my body went cold at the sight.
Jess was there, his eyes stroking over me with fear. Those flashing blue eyes were too pale against his skin, which...