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WEREWOLF STORY (need a title for it)

I have no name for this story, and since I've decided it will be the next one up after ALWAYS CONSEQUENCES, I am making a page for it so people can come by, check out the draft synopsis, and even help with the title! 

The first title I had for it was Wolf Mountain, but then I made a second version and changed it over to Wolf Mountain v2. Neither of those, I think, are bestsellers, so if you've like to recommend one, I'd be delighted to have you suggest something.



Current Progress: In first edits as of August 1, 2012.
Nearly finished with first edits as of: September 15, 2012


Some of your amazing suggested titles (feel free to add to list, or vote for the existing):


Rising From The Pack
With The Pack On Her Heels
Sierra Gorge
Pack Law


Draft Synopsis:

She hates him, but she craves him. He craves her and wants to make her his. As children they were close because both of their fathers were pack leaders which may make her craving for them understandable. Karra's father was Lead Alpha. The man who all the pack leaders stood behind and backed, so Verrick's father brought him most of the time.

As they grew up things changed. Verrick changed ... and so did Karra. She became the first possible female to take the position her father holds which has never been done before. She's shown strength and special abilities which are the first of her kind. Her father has spent her entire life protecting her from everyone, including the one of the most vicious Alpha he's ever met: Verrick. As his disease progresses and he learns just how many Alpha's he's up against--trying to claim Karra--Willard decides to protect his daughter--and the packs--by arranging her marriage to Verrick. Something she is adamantly against as she believes she can lead the pack just fine ... alone and she refuses to cooperate. 

Up against threats from all over, including human hunters threatening their territory, Karra has decisions to make, but finds herself running from it all instead. She's not the only one being hunted by far, but suddenly she's become the most hunted prey of all the packs. Needing to protect herself, and her clan, she runs for her life only to find herself at the hands of the most vile werewolf ever to walk the earth: who takes pleasure in pain beyond what is normal. She needs to find a way out, but it looks like the one way out is into the hands of a man she swore she wouldn't ever submit to ... or marry. 

Comments

  1. Sounds like a riveting story! My title suggestions would be ... "Rising From The Pack", or perhaps "With The Pack On Her Heels". Look forward to reading it!!!

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