The Damned
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"You can't resist me forever, Rhiannon," he pressed me against his bedroom door. His chest brazed my back in irratic rythms. His lips lingered under my ear, teasing my skin. "I sure as hell can't resist you." *** Rhiannon has a choice. She can leave her highschool romance for a new one. One that is dangerous, exciting, and mysterious all at the same time. One that runs deeper in her past than she realizes. Or she could keep a friend she's had since she can remember. That would require her to fight every cell in her body that cries for her to be with him. Her true love. He's bad. He kills, he gets angry, and he has more problems with his title as Alpha King than anyone knows. She's broken, and hates his temper. They shouldn't be together. They both claim they won't ever work out. The universe disagrees.
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His movements were liquid, predatory. Silver eyes flooded with hatred and malice. Fear coiled in the pit of my stomach like a snake, twisting and turning with dread. He slowly started to circle me, I copied his movements, my eyes wide and full of apprehension and dread. The warm tang of his blood was fresh on my tongue, but I needed more. So much more before I could be satisfied. His cloak was torn and bloody, all but a few scraps of cloth hanging from his slim shoulders. As we circled each other, he began to taunt me. "Well. Well. Well. Look how much you've grown. Last time I saw you, you were just a sniveling little pup. Now you're all grown up, and nothing but a cowering bitch," He said with a mock sigh. The fear weighed heavily in my stomach, my breathing was ragged and uneven-- both from the battle, and seeing him again-- my muscles tensed as I prepared myself to lunge. As we continued to pace around each other. The fighting around us seemed to fall away, the clash of wolves against vampires faded from my ears. The hiss of steel and the feral growling of my pack faded away, until not but the sound of my pounding heart roared in my ears. The field around us seemed to dim, until we were the only ones in our dark little world. No interruptions. No backing down. This. Ends. Now.

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