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Me or Something More?

Me or Something More?

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 3, 2018
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Fiction
Paranormal
nick was a young boy lost in the woods and in his heart. His mama once said follow the path the heart shows but what if his shows Beasts only found in dreams and in his nightmares could these nightmares turn into dreams of the strongest kind ones filled with a word he had not dared say aloud before......LOVE. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Ember , Ash and Cole were three brothers triplets in fact yurning for there mate to appear after a millennium of torturous waiting finally there mate has arrived but how will the young boy react to his three male mates that just so happen to be demons of the elements? [WARNING WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE AND SMUT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ALSO PLAGIARIZERS WILL BE TORTURED INTO OBLIVIAN]
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