HOLLOW

HOLLOW

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(Editing) (Book 1) hol·low /ˈhälō/ adjective 1. having a hole or empty space inside. My heart is hollow without him. Previews: "It's hot in here," I snap my gaze to Athanasios who was in the middle of taking his shirt off. I stared as he slowly revealed his built abs one by one. Once he finally took the shirt off, he set it on a chair in the corner of the room. "Do you like what you see?" He asks. I quickly drop my gaze to the floor in embarrassment. Oh god, he saw me staring. I heard the floor creek as he approached me. I felt his hand slip under my chin and slowly lift my head so that our eyes met. "You can look all you want. You and only you are my mate," he growls in my ear before nipping it. _____ "I always wondered what... having a mate would feel like," He says, studying our hands that held onto each other. I couldn't help but look at him. He looked so focused as his eyes travelled around. His lips were slightly parted as well. "I heard everyone talking about how great it is. It just made the wait more unbearable. Now, that it's finally here, I know that the wait is worth while," He turned his head to look at me and our eyes met.
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All I wanted was a mate. I just wanted one person to feel my absence in a crowded room--someone who chose me without hesitation, who noticed the silence I left behind, to miss me in the way I'd spent my whole life missing people. But those dreams were fractured the moment that I met Troy. He pressed the cold blade flush against my neck. I wanted to fight him and drive my foot into his throat. "Hurry up." Even with death hovering at my pulse, I leaned into the blade. "Do it. Kill me." Here was his chance. He could slaughter me in the dark right here, right now. He would never have the opportunity again. Everyone had a mate and mine was going to kill me. *** 2nd in series | can be read as a standalone

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