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2024-10-29 19:42:56I know, I know. I should just jump into the story where the main character wakes up, like all the other W*****d stories. Unfortunately, this is not your typical W*****d story.
I am well aware that you attention whores like to read a werewolf or vampire story through the main character's point of view, imagining yourself in their shoes where you are the "chosen one", destined to be with the love interest. I know you like to read these types of stories because it makes you feel wanted and loved at times when you feel like you cannot be loved. Been there, done that, and got the t-shirt twice.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news and this will be a bitter pill to swallow, but I have to tell you. None of you would be the one the "Alpha" or the "Mafia boss" would settle for. You are the most likely the boring side character from all the W*****d stories. Hell, some of you are not even the main characters in your own lives.
So, if you came here to read this story hoping to escape from your reality, you came to the wrong place. This story is not here to fulfill any fantasies or to make you feel better about yourself. This story is about the side character that gets forgotten and thrown away as the story progress. The so-called best friend that the main character abandons when they meet "the one".
I was thrown into this story as that character, and let me tell you, it was the worst experience of my life. The original story is your typical blueprint werewolf story. It is the alpha being mean (and low-key) toxic to his mate, but they still end up together because all that abuse can be forgiven by a simple kiss and doing the devil's tango.
The story you'll be hearing is from the perspective of the side-character/best friend who has to cope with the absolute bullshit of the main character and try to survive all the dangers of this W*****d world.
If you wish to continue this exciting journey with me, prepare yourself. You will probably not finish this story, as it will not satisfy your needs. You will not get the satisfaction of being with the "Alpha" or the most powerful person in the room like in the other stories.
This was my punishment to live through, and you will experience everything through my eyes. You might get so angry that you want to throw your phone or curse. On the other hand, you might be someone (like me) who hates these typical W*****d tropes.
If you wanted common sense and real-life problems in these types of stories, you have come to the right place. This, as I said before, will not be your typical love at first sight, the boy is so obsessed with the girl that he forgets about his own life nor will the girl revolve her whole personality around the love interest. Things are going to get real for a moment.
Warning: If you critique this, you might also end up in a horribly written W*****d story. I am just joking, but be careful. It is going to be rough if you are a fan of typical W*****d stories, so I would recommend not going through with this. Unless you are a masochist, which by all means, continue.
Welcome, and let's begin.
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