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The Final Countdown
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Complete, First published Oct 18, 2017
Everyone is born with a countdown on their wrist. It counts down to the time you meet your soulmate. This is how  I met my soulmate. 
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"I wanna look at my countdown," I look up in shock. He has never cared about his soul mate.
"You do?" I ask. 
"Yep." He answers.
"Me too..."
"I think we should."
"Wanna do it together?" I ask.
"1..."
"2..."
"3..." We rip off our covers at the same time. They were at 1... now 0.
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What if you had a stop watch counting down every moment till you meet you soul mate? What would you do? Where would u go the day it would run out? What if your soul mate wasn't who you expected? Everyone is born with a eternal stopwatch constantly ticking, counting down the exact moment when you meet your soulmate. It's a small number on your wrist like a tattoo, but you are the only one that can see it. Mine ends in a few days and I am scared out of my mind. What if he is a jerk? Or what if all he wants is sex? Or what if he rejects me? I don't know what I am going to do! I turned around and was meet with the softest lips on the planet. We kissed softly at first but it became more and more passionate. He pulled me onto his lap facing him. My legs were wrapped around his waist and he never broke the kiss. His tongue grazed mine and I gladly granted entrance. He ran his hands up and down my bare legs and stomach giving me chills. I placed my hands on his chest. We pulled away breathless but Jack trailed hot kisses down my neck. That is my absolute number one weak spot. If a guy kisses my neck I am completely screwed. I will do anything and I completely melt. "I-i... " I stuttered trying to focus and he began sucking on my sweet spot as I was fully aware of his 'little friend' who was poking my ass and wanted to join the party. "Jack, st- stop. " I stammered out. I pushed him away from me and he pulled back looking really confused.
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Numbers. They run the world. Whether it's time or how much money you make, numbers dominate everything. Including romance. Who knew that something so unpredictable and spontaneous as love could be tracked down to the second. Everyone receives a Countdown. Everyone gets that perfect love, that perfect person just for them. But not everyone's perfect love story works out perfectly. Meredith always stared at the little clock on her wrist, counting down the days, hours, minutes, seconds until she met the One. Her Soul Mate. But what if her Soul Mate was the one person who she could never be with? Nate never worried about his Soul Mate. Or really even wanted one. He ignored the faint ticking the Countdown clock made. He watched people fall in love as he made his way through life. But he didn't know what surprise he was in for when the clock hit zero. Neither expected the other. Everything was picture perfect at first... until reality set in. They were complete opposites, and not in the cliche way. When another person steps into their lives, seemingly perfect for Nate, and throws a monkey-wrench into their efforts, will they keep trying? Or will they forget the whole thing and go their separate ways?