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"I'm sorry say that again?" I sat there on the cold blue chair gripping the sides. "Come with me," she holds out her hand waiting for me to take it. I hesitated. This was all that I wanted to come true. But it was always coming true in my head- never in reality. I wrote about it all the time and never dreamed it would come true. I stared at her hand with a growing smile. My eyes snap to hers. I smile determinedly furrowing my brows. Gently placing my hand in hers, I feel my heart finally release every pain it's ever had and the darkness in my head dissipate.

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Highest Rankings #1 in plussize #2 3rdperson * * * "Please dont kill me." She exclaimed jokingly, but there was a hidden truth behind that statement. He's scary. He doesn't say anything just... stares. She rubbed her face to make sure she didn't have anything messy on her face. Maybe he see's some of the Nutella on her face that she ate earlier. Omg....what if he thinks its poop? "Look in not into that kind of stuff," Midnight said frantically. He looks at her like he's confused. She decided to elaborate more. "You know," Midnight came closer to whisper in his ear. "That two girls, one cup stuff." When she looked back at him, he looks like he would rather be having another conversation than this one. She started again, laughing nervously. "I'm not judging you or anything, if you're into that stuff, then so be it." He starts to walk forward towards her, while she back away. "Really, this is a no-judge zo-" His finger on her lips stopped her from talking. Midnight stared to get chills running throughout my body. She almost got a an urge to lick his finger. You're such a slut midnight. 'I can't help it, he looks so yummy. I'm pretty sure he tastes like chocolate,' she thought. Yum, he'd taste like dark chocolate because he's bitter. "Can you please shut the fuck up for both of our sakes?" He questioned her, but the way he speaks makes her know that it's a demand. His deep voice brings chills across her curvaceous body. Rude. He's still sexy though. * * * Midnight Rowan is an ordinary chubby girl struggling through High School. Her life changes when she realizes that her world is full of supernatural creatures. Vampires, Witches, and Werewolves. When Grey becomes part of Midnight's life all she does is run. After all, she has Lupophobia, the fear of wolves. * * *

She'd shown up at the bookstore every day since the start of the winter season with a pen, a journal, and a pad of post-it notes stuffed in her bag. She spoke in metaphors, and sarcasm rolled off of her tongue like it was second nature to her. Her name was December, and Greyson Kaye couldn't keep himself from falling hopelessly in love with her.

"I made the choice a long time ago." Built with passion caused with obsession, feelings that grew within time, and lastly some emotions made from rage and belonging; a psychopath will be created. It's been like this for years. Time is ticking. And Lyra Fields won't know what hit her.

#1 werewolf #1 teenfiction "That night meant nothing to me Olivia." "You were just like another girl to me." He smirked, "and you KNOW how I do girls. I lure them," he took a crumpled paper in his hands and softly straightened it, "I fuck them. HARD." He tore the paper off in pieces, "and then, I throw them out of my life," he concluded, crushing the paper into a ball and throwing it with a perfect shot in the bin. I looked up at him in shock, anger and heartbreak. "You actually thought I got jealous!" He scoffed. Out of nowhere he threw me against the wall and I gasped as his arm pressed by my sides and he trapped me. "ALSO, DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME YOUR MATE AGAIN!" he growled, I breathed heavily as fear started crawling in. Tears flowed down my face. I struggled to breathe. "I NEVER wanted a mate. Especially not like you." He gave me a glare as if the mere sight of me disgusted him. "Who would want a mate like you anyways, huh? You're ugly, nerdy, clingy, way-too-innocent and being with you will DESTROY my social reputation." Listening to those words shattered my Wolf and she howled in pain. I gasped, trying to get some air but he pressed me against the wall harder. "Look at you," he chuckled, "So pathetic. You're not even able to defend yourself. Moon goddess made a mistake mating you with me. I will correct it ." "I won't reject you," he said, "oh no no. Rejection is easy. I will TORTURE you. I will sleep with other girls, I will flirt with them in front of your eyes and I will watch you and your wolf die everyday. I will break you to the limit where you won't ever be able to come back. And then, I will leave you to rot." "One last thing. Don't you DARE tell anyone that we are mates. Are we clear?" I nodded frantically, my heart clenching till where it was unbearable. He let out a dark chuckle and released me,"Good girl." I collapsed on the floor and almost passed out from the lack of air in my lungs. He just walked away & left me there to rot.