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Winter was a goddess, well a fallen goddess to be exact. She was and is still the most powerful celestial being. But there's on problem, she's alone.
She has no one to call her own. She has friends and family, but they're mortal creatures. They will eventually die. She also doesn't have a mate, or a significant other. All supernatural beings have one.
Even humans, but sadly they have to look for one on their own.
It's ironic that the person who decided to allow wolves, vampires, fairies, mermaids, trolls, angels, demons, witches, e.c.t to have mates didn't have one herself. Mates were based on your strength. If you were strong you likely had a strong mate, if you were weak you had a weak mate.
Everyone misinterpreted this and thought this was based on physical strength, when really it was about your mind. It was about being strong willed and brave. Being confident even at times when you just want to bury a whole and hide forever. That was why Winter didn't have a mate. No one was as determined and sharp as her.
She appeared goofy and laid back but was the most dependable and serious when the right time came.
The only person that could compete against her was the leader of the galaxies, but he was already married and had children. One of his is missing, likely on earth, his other son isn't strong willed enough, or have celestial powers that could go head to head with Winter's.
She one day decided to go to earth. She spent decades being reborn again and again, being alone again and again.
Until one day she meet someone that she didn't know existed her destined sole mate. The one she had been waiting eternity for. Her other half.
Ashton Sin. But he wasn't a celestial being.
So the question was, what was he?
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I looked up at his perfect face, a finger tracing his sharp jawline.
"What are you?"
I mumble to myself my hands twisted in his raven black locks.
"What?"
His husky voice asked me, his thick bushy eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"I said what are you."
His grey eyes lit a bright silver with amusement. A lazy grin played on his plump lips.
"You're greatest nightmare darling."
I loudly sigh, god this man was going to be the death of me, if I could dead that is.
"I'm being serious you know."
"Well that's a rare sight."
He said rubbing my back in gentle circular motions. I pouted. Looks like he isn't taking me seriously. He looked down at me then said is a hushed voice.
"I'll be anything you want me to be."
I looked up at him, my eyes went to his lips.
"You really need some lip balm."
He grabbed his chest and fell to the ground on this knees.
"Wow spring, I think you just wounded my fragile heart. Do you hear that noise, that's my heart cracking."
"Oh my god you are the single most dramatic person I have ever met, a part from me. Also, did you just call me spring? My name's Winter, calling me spring is the worth insult ever."
"Why? Spring's a good name. It suits you, you're the something everyone admires, you might not be their favourite person hell they might even despise you, but they know they need you. After the winter disaster where everything is cold, unmoving, unfeeling and lifeless you bring life and hope."
"So you're saying winter is a bitch of a season."
"Not exactly I'm just saying you're like spring you inspire life, but we need all of the season. With out winter there would be no spring then there would be no summer and no autumn. All the season play a important role in life. Also spring is my favourite season seen I get to punish my brother."
"Ok... this conversation turned really weird really quickly. What the fuck do you mean punish you're brother."
My brain went to places they should definitely not. It was like the being of gay porn.
"Well not whatever the hell you're thinking. God spring get your head out of the gutter."
I shamelessly beamed up at him, putting all my teeth on display. Advantage of being a goddess, I have never once went to the dentist, yet I could still be in a toothpaste ad, for the after.
You know how in ads they have a picture of teeth before they used a certain toothpaste, than after they used it and the after shows perfectly straight pearly teeth. That's what Winter's teeth look like.
"What I mean when I say I get to punish my brother is that I get to fight him."
I raise a eyebrow in silent question.
"So like spartan warriors, damn I can just imagine you in a Ancient Greek arena fighting a bloody lion or maybe riding a chariot. Oh god you'd so fucking cool."
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