Poseidon's Girl
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"Tell me to kiss you," he whispered so quiet and husk I wouldn't have heard if he wasn't my main focus of attention.
"No," I protested knowing good and well that I've never wanted anything more.
"Tell me," his other hand slid under his hoodie, his cold finger tips a contrast on my hot body, his lips leaning in to whisper in my ear, "to kiss you."
His eyes pulled back and studied my face. I leaned in close, my lips barely touching his.
"No," the stretch of my lips making a bit more contact with his. I heard him growl.
And then it was as if a gust of wind blew out the candles and everything went cold, including the once occupied space in front of me.
He was gone and I was left alone in the dark.
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They say drowning is a peaceful death, one of the best ways to die, if there is even a good way to die at all. They say it's like falling asleep, the calm feeling of water flooding your lungs as the flow of oxygen ceases and you pass from earth to wherever we go after this life.
I however, beg to differ.
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When a blue eyed girl stumbles into the town of Wrustles and almost drowns she becomes the talk of the town.. and the chatter of the sea.
After being convinced that someone in the water saved her she jumps again, only to find the harsh waves and a face.
A face she knew would find her beneath the crashing water above her. A face she believed in before she even knew it existed.
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I update hella frequently! And my chapters are what some would consider short but I promise it's worth it and it allows really frequent updates! ♡
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